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After having "breakfast" with Quinn Santana messaged Rachel letting her know that she had something important to tell her so she asked her to meet up with her at her apartment once she was done with rehearsal. As soon as Rachel was done she rushed out of the theater without saying a word to anyone. Santana hadn't specified what she needed to say, but thanks to her previous experiences Rachel automatically assumed the worst.

When she arrived at her apartment Santana had already let herself in. She was sitting on the couch with a glass of wine for herself and one waiting for Rachel. "This can't be good! Jesus San just tell me already!" Santana couldn't help but smirk when she saw the look of worry on Rachel's face.

"Berry relax no one said anything about it being bad news, I just said I had something important to tell you." Not getting the point Rachel continued to look flustered, and confused.

"Well spit it out then! You made me rush out of rehearsal, and then I come home to find you with a glass of wine in hand, and one already set aside for me. What am I suppose to think? Usually you only bring out the wine when it's something bad!" Feeling sorry for her friend Santana motioned for the smaller girl to join her on the couch. Rachel obliged but the silence was driving her crazy. "Santana Lopez, will you quit it with the suspense and tell me already?" Santana enjoyed seeing her friend squirm because she knew that once she heard that Quinn was ready to speak to her she would be back to her usual Rachel Berry ways.

"Okay Berry chill will ya? As you know I was with Q earlier today, and well after some reflecting and what not she kinda came to terms with the whole situation, and she decided that-" the anticipation was reaching a whole other level with Rachel.

"She decided what San?" With a huge smile on her face Santana continued.

"She decided that she was ready to talk to you. She actually asked me to tell to expect a call later on today so that you guys can make arrangements." After Santana finished speaking Rachel was left stunned. It was like she was there, but at the same time she wasn't, and it really threw Santana off guard, because Rachel Barbra Berry-Fabray was never silent, especially after great news like that. She really expected the small girl to be jumping off the walls with excitement, but what she showed was the total opposite.

"Berry did you hear me? Your wife is going to call you tonight so that you guys can arrange to meet up." Once again Rachel just stood quiet with a deer in the head lights look. It was actually beginning to worry Santana.

"Rach, hey are you okay?" This time Rachel managed to nod and smiled a bit, but still remained as quiet as a mouse.

"What's wrong Rach? I really thought you would be dead excited to hear this?" Santana moved closer to her friend and wrapped a comforting arm around her. Rachel immediately fell into the embrace and began to cry.

"This is what I wanted! I just can't believe it's actually happening. I was beginning to think that I was never going to see her ever again. I- I was actually expecting her to flat out decide to leave town, and never bother telling me. I mean come on San it's been six whole months and I'm just going to hear her voice. I just can't take it anymore! I miss her so bad." Santana started rocking the girl back and forth to sooth her.

"Come on Rach, this is a step closer to fixing things. I'm not saying that things are going to magically get better after today, but at least after today you'll have an idea of where you guys stand." Once she assured Rachel that everything would be ok she left the smaller girl to rest so that she would be prepared for when Quinn called her.

After Santana left Rachel forced herself to take a nap. All the crying she had been taking part in made it difficult for sleep to consume her at night, so she tried to take naps whenever her schedule allowed her to. After about an hour or so she woke up to check her phone just in case Quinn had called while she was asleep, but there were no missed calls, or new messages. She was beginning to think that Quinn had changed her mind, until a familiar ringtone came from her phone. She didn't think it was possible for a ringtone to bring her so much happiness, but it did. She was so caught up in the moment that she almost forgot to pick up the phone.

"Shit! Hello, hello…" due to her hesitation with answering the phone the first word that came out of Rachel's mouth was "shit" she didn't intend for that to be the first word she spoke to her wife in six months, but her nerves got the best of her. Quinn was caught off guard when she heard her wife, and it wasn't even due to the curse word. The fact that it was her wife's actual voice was enough to leave her speechless. She had forgotten how beautiful and angelic Rachel's voice was and it brought her to tears in that instant.

"Hello? Q- Quinn are you there? Hello?" When Rachel only heard silence she assumed, and feared that she was too late, but before she could hang up she heard a faint whisper.

"Yes… I'm here." She wasn't sure how she managed to say that aloud but she did. After that there was a bit of silence. Neither of them knew what to say, it had been so long since they had heard each other's voice so it left them stunned. Once the silence became too loud to deal with they both attempted to speak at the same time.

"listen…" Rachel tried to start off, but was quickly interrupted with Quinn's attempt at starting the conversation.

"Hey- um" Before they knew it they fell into a soothing laughter. They somehow found comfort in knowing that it was a frightful situation for the both of them. Once the laughter ceased it was Quinn who carried the conversation, or at least attempted to when she wasn't struggling with her words.

"Rachel I um, well see- do you… maybe we should." It honestly melted Rachel's heart to hear her wife sounding so nervous; it reminded her of when they first started dating. Quinn was always afraid to take charge, even if she never admitted it; it was always Rachel that took charge. She was enjoying every minute of it, but when she noticed that Quinn simply couldn't get it out she interrupted.

"It's okay honey, San told me that you wanted to maybe meet up?" When Rachel used the word honey to refer to Quinn it caused an uneasy feeling at the pit of her stomach. As much as she enjoyed the term of endearment it enraged her that Rachel thought she still had privilege of calling her that after what she had done. That was all it took for Quinn to get into her HBIC mood.

"Before anything let's get one thing straight! I am not your honey, so don't use that word when you're speaking to me. You lost that right when you did…" She couldn't even bring herself to finish that sentence, so once more Rachel cut in, but her voice was no longer gentle, it actually sounded like she was on the verge of tears, but was fighting the urge.

"I- I get it okay, I didn't mean for it to come out it just sort of did, but I promise I will be more cautious when I speak to you. Does this mean we aren't going to meet up anymore?" She was afraid that Quinn had indeed changed her mind, but she needed to know, even if it wasn't what she wanted to hear.

"No I didn't say that. Enough time has gone by, and I think it's important that we speak in person once and for all. Does tomorrow around this time work for you?"

Worried of saying anything that might change Quinn's mind Rachel simply agreed.

"Yes it does."

"Okay then Berry tomorrow it is. See you then." It tore Rachel on the inside hearing her wife call her by her last name, especially without the Fabray attached to it. She couldn't remember the last time Quinn had called her that. It just served as a reminder of how bad she had screwed up, but all she could do was take it in.

"See you then." With that the girls ended their first conversation in six months. It wasn't exactly how they anticipated for it to go, but at the same time they knew it could have been so much worse.

The following morning woke up to the sound of her phone; apparently Santana thought that 6 in the morning was a perfect time to go for a jog.

"San are you crazy it should be illegal to do anything, beside's taking a trip to Starbucks and get coffee, and even then I rather just make my own coffee in the comfort of my own home." Santa was used to Quinn's morning mood, but she really needed her friend to help her clear her head.

"Come on Q I promise to buy you coffee right afterwards. I just need you to help me out with something before I have to go to work." Reluctantly Quinn got out of bed and got dressed.

"Ugh fine Lopez, but that means I get a Venti of my choosing, and a muffin." Santana laughed at her friend's request.

"Yea yea whatever, but I mean don't you think that would defeat the whole purpose of our jog?"

"Hey don't judge! You're getting me out of bed at an outrages time, so it's only fair that I indulge in what I please afterwards."

"Fine, but don't come to me when all that goes to your ass!" Santana couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you calling me fat Lopez? Oh your ass is so mine! Let's not forget who the captain of the cheerios was when we were both in the squad at the same time. I can still make you cry."

"Is that a challenge Fabray? Because let's NOT forget that I am from LIMA HEIGHTS, and no one can throw it down like me! I can so ENDZ you!" This time it was Quinn who began to laugh. It had been awhile since Santana had brought up her upbringing in Lima Heights so it made her laugh at the memories it provided.

"You're right! How could I forget? Anyway Miss Lima Heights! I'm heading out of my studio; do you want me to meet you at the park?"

"That's right don't you forget it blondie, and yea I should be there in 10."

"Okay San I'll see you then."

Apparently the reason why Santana insisted on meeting up with Quinn was of more importance than she led on to be. Over the phone Quinn couldn't sense it, but in person it was evident that something was bugging her. It was written all over her face.

"San, hey what's wrong?" Quinn asked filled with concern.

"Nothing Q, why do you ask?"

"Don't give me that bullshit San it's written all over your face, and to come to think about it, you hate jogging with me! You say I distract you from giving it your all, so what is it? Just tell me." Knowing each other for so long was both a blessing and a curse, because that meant that they could tell when the other was bluffing, which was also part of the reason why Santana hated playing poker with both she and Rachel.

"How do you do it Q?" Santana let out a sigh before she continued.

"I- seeing what you and Rachel have been going through has made me realize how much I miss Brittany, so I messaged her sister yesterday just to say hi, and- it turns out that Britt is actually going to be here this weekend. According to her sister she has a big dance audition so she's leaving Ohio tomorrow night." Tears started to well up in Santana's eyes so Quinn cupped her face to stop them from streaming down her face, and pulled her friend into a hug.

"Oh my God San, what are you going to do? You can't let this pass you by without talking to her." Santana pulled away and gave Quinn her back.

"That's the thing Quinn I can't talk to her! What can I even tell her? Too much time has gone by… what if she has already moved on… it's just pointless."

"Santana Lopez! We're talking about Brittany here! The girl had been madly in love with you since you guys were in the Pre-K, the girl that stood beside you all through high school and never once turned her back on you. You and I both know that Brittany has the biggest heart out there, and there is nothing you can do to make her refuse you." Santana just shook her head at everything Quinn had told her.

"No Q! I broke her heart! That sweet innocent heart was ripped apart by me! I will never forgive myself for causing her so much pain, even if she did find it in her heart to forgive me." Before she knew it she was having a break down in the middle of Central Park, and there was nothing that Quinn could do to stop her, so she just held her in her arms the same way Santana had done for her many times before.

"I'm sorry Q, I know it's kind of selfish of me to dump all of this on you when you have a pretty big day ahead of you. It's just that I honestly didn't know what to do- and…" before she could continue Quinn cut her off.

"Lopez you don't have to apologize for anything! What kind of HBIC's would we be if we asked each other for forgiveness? Besides I don't think you're doing a good job of representing the Heights by doing that." Quinn said with a wink which caused Santana to burst out in laughter.

"Q I honestly don't know what I would do without you!"

"Girl! You would be so lost!" Once again Quinn ended with a wink.

Shortly after they finished their "jog" they made their way to Starbucks where Quinn got her Venti Caramel Macchiato, and a blueberry muffin just like Santana promised. After Quinn finished her coffee, and muffin the girls went their separate ways, but agreed to catch up after Quinn had seen Rachel. Even though Quinn's stomach had been in knots all morning she played it off, because she didn't want to burden Santana with more that she was already dealing with, but once she was back in her place her nerves got the best of her.

There was a part of her who wanted to get the whole thing over with, and a part of her that wanted to call Rachel up and cancel everything. She didn't even want to think about what it was going to be like to have her wife in front of her after such a long time. She worried that her desire to hold her in her arms would over power her feelings, and it would lead to something she would regret. She tried to keep herself occupied by organizing her closet as she looked for something to wear, but that only made her think of Rachel.

Rachel was always the neatest one of the two, and would always nag at Quinn when she left her clothes all over the place, which then led to Rachel organizing all of Quinn's clothes according to color. Sometimes Quinn secretly thought that Rachel was OCD, obviously not as bad as Ms. Pillsbury, but it was noticeable, but she never dared say. Once her closet didn't look as messy, she decided to take a nap. After all Santana had disturbed her much needed beauty sleep.

When she woke up it was going to be 4, which meant she had about an hour to get ready before she was suppose to meet up with Rachel at what use to be their apartment. She quickly showered, and got ready. She decided on keeping it simple. She wanted to look good, but at the same time she didn't want Rachel to think that she went out of her way to dress up for her. So she decided on some black legging with a red baby doll top to match her red flats, and decided to leave her hair down with its natural wavy look to it. She gave herself one look in the mirror and decided to head out. It was 5 when she left her studio. Rachel got out of work at 6 and their apartment was 45 minutes away from Quinn's studio so she figured it would give her enough time.

What she didn't know was that Rachel had actually called off work because she could hardly get any sleep after their conversation over the phone. She worried that their meeting in person would be much worse so she decided on baking Quinn's favorite red velvet vegan cup cakes to at least keep them occupied as they talked. She also spent most of her time trashing her closet as she looked for something to wear, because unlike Quinn she wanted to wear something that would totally leave Quinn mesmerized.

Without realizing it she had made two batches of cup cakes, and still hadn't found something to wear. When she looked at the time she realized it 5:30 which only gave her 30 minutes to take a shower and pick out something to wear before Quinn arrived. Things were already not going her way. When she got out of the shower it was 5:45, so she rushed to her room and picked out a black pair of skinny jeans. Right as she was zipping them up the door bell rang.

"Great the one time I'm running late Quinn decides to be on time! Just perfect!" She said to herself as the bell went off again.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" As soon as she opened the door everything sort of just went numb, her legs felt like they were just going to give up on her right then and there. She was captivated by the beauty of her wife that all negative feeling left her body, and was left with nothing but the desire to hold her wife in her arms. Rachel was so caught up in the moment that she didn't even notice when Quinn turned to give her her back.

"I didn't know you were going topless now!" Quinn said with a chuckle. With all the rushing that she was doing she managed to walk right to the door topless, no bra, no nothing, just her bare chest out in the open. When she realized her current state of being she couldn't help but blush.

"Ugh shit Quinn! For once I'm the one that's late, while you decide to be on time!" she all but whispered as she rushed into what use to be their room. Quinn couldn't help, but laugh at the situation. She always enjoyed witnessing a flustered Rachel. She had to admit that before Rachel got to the door, she anticipated leaving, because of how uneasy she was feeling, but that all escaped her mind when Rachel got to the door. She wouldn't say it aloud, but her wife left her feeling so hot. She could tell she had just gotten out of the shower because of the way her hair was still dripping, and well she was half naked. Six months was way too long to be kept away from that body. She didn't know how she had managed for so long.

A few minutes later Rachel made her way back to the living room where Quinn was busy typing away on her phone. This time when she approached her wife she had her hair up in a messy bun, and was wearing simple black tank top, which happened to show a fair amount of cleavage. Although Quinn had obviously seen her fully naked plenty of times before she couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed.

"I- I um am sorry about earlier. I really didn't realize I was topless. I had just gotten out of the shower, and my hair was still wet so I was waiting until it dried off a bit before I put on my shirt, but then the door bell rang and I just finished putting on my pants, so went I went for the door, and…" Quinn could tell that Rachel was extremely nervous so she interrupted her and she reached for her hand.

"It's okay, it's not like I hadn't seen them before." As soon as she said that Rachel's cheeks instantly went from a rosy pink to a crimson red. It was actually quite adorable that Quinn still had that affect on her.

"Oh true, well um yea still I apologize for my inappropriate display of nudity I assure you that it wasn't my intention. Anyway I um made your favorite Red Velvet vegan cup cakes, and the coffee is on the pot. Do you maybe want to have one with coffee while we talk?" Quinn nodded and smiled as she followed Rachel into the kitchen completely in silence. Even though they clearly weren't making eye contact while Rachel went to the cupboard to take out a couple of plates and coffee mugs she could feel Quinn's eyes piercing through her back, and that along with the silence was enough to drive her up the wall.

She was so nervous that when she went to reach for the coffee pot she gripped on to the hot portion of it, which she immediately dropped, causing it spill all over her right hand, and leaving her to wince in pain.

"Fuck! I swear, shit! This hurts!" Quinn's protective instincts immediately kicked so she ran to her wife's side.

"Rach! Oh my God are you okay? Let me see your hand!" Overwhelmed with the way her first in counter with her wife in six months was going Rachel broke down and cried right then and there. It honestly broke Quinn's hear to see her so vulnerable, and fragile. She placed her hands on Rachel's face as she wiped away her tears.

"Hey there star bright, look at me its ok. Let's get you cleaned up, and rub some ointment on that burn. You'll be just fine I promise." She gave her a warming smile as she walked her into the restroom and pulled out the first aid kit.

"Ok now run your hand through the cold water as I go get you a clean shirt." Rachel just nodded. It felt great to have Quinn take care of her once more. She had missed that more than anything in the world. She loved how easily Quinn would come to her aid and make everything better.

"This is all I could find, under all your piles of clothes. I didn't know it they were clean or not so I just brought this." She said she handed her a white V neck.

"Now let me see your hand, actually why don't you just take off your shirt?" As soon as she said that Rachel threw her a questioning look. It was only then that she realized how bad what she had said sounded.

"I mean take off your shirt and put on the new one so that once I rub the ointment on you don't smudge it off while you try to get dressed." After her explanation Rachel let out a small laugh.

"I just thought you wanted to see me topless again." She said playfully, but almost regretted it instantly after she saw the look in Quinn' eyes.

"I'm kidding Quinnie." And just like that the uneasy feeling returned to the pit of Quinn's stomach. There was just something about Rachel's usage of her nick name that brought her back to reality.

"Yea, um I'll wait for you in the kitchen, but the ointment is right there." As Quinn walked out of the bathroom Rachel hit herself across the head.

"Stupid! Why do I always have to ruin everything?" When she made her way back into the kitchen she saw Quinn cleaning up the mess.

"You don't have to do that, sit I got it." She said as she pulled the dust pan out. Quinn just shook her head.

"It's alright, I honestly don't mind. Plus your hand is hurt so you should try not to move it so much." She said without making any eye contact, and once again the tension was way too intense for Rachel to handle.

"Quinn! Can we please just get this over with? It's driving me crazy!" There was a long pause before anything was said, and then continued.

"I- I'm so, so, so sorry for screwing up everything that we had. I understand if you hate me, but please know that I love you with…" she tried to continue but the sobs that were coming out of her mouth stopped her. Witnessing Rachel break down like that really messed with Quinn's head. More than anything she wanted to be angry with Rachel, but seeing her so torn up and weak killed her inside. All she wanted to do was hold her tight in her arms, and whisper in her ear that everything was going to be all right until she stopped crying, but she knew that wouldn't solve anything.

"I know" was all that Quinn managed to say. She wanted to say more, but that was all that came out of her mouth.

Deep down she knew that Rachel still loved her, but it didn't change the fact that she had cheated, and the fact that she had shattered Quinn's heart into pieces.

"I- I know you love me, but" she paused as she wiped her eyes.

"But sometimes love, just isn't enough! I mean it wasn't enough to stop you from screwing Finn!" She didn't intend for that last part to come out so vicious, but it was too late. Rachel sat down at the table with her head in her hands taking it all in. It pained her to know that she was the reason why they were both hurting so bad.

"I just don't get it Rachel! Do you love him? Am I not enough?" Before she could continue she was interrupted by Rachel.

"No! No! No! I don't love him! He doesn't mean anything to me Quinn! I swear to you from the bottom of my heart that I don't feel anything for him! It was all a mistake! A stupid drunk mistake! If I could take it all back I would! I would!" She looked straight at Quinn with her red puffy eyes, hoping that Quinn could see the honesty in her words.

Quinn meant the world to her there was nothing, and nobody that could ever amount to what Quinn signified to her. Quinn couldn't handle the situation any longer. It was a lot harder than she had anticipated. Rachel's explanation wasn't enough for her to take her back. How could she trust her after that?

"I don't know Rachel, I just don't know. I mean my heart wants to forgive you, and just forget about it all, but my head says otherwise." She could barely finish what she was saying; before she broke down, and let it all pour out.

This time it was Rachel's protective instinct that kicked in, as she rushed to her wife's aid. She cupped Quinn's face before she embraced her into a tight hug. It was as if Quinn was her life line and she was hanging on for dear life.

"I know Quinn I screwed up, and it truly sucks, because not having you in my life is the worst possible source of pain that I can think of. I know that I don't deserve to have you back in my life, but it doesn't mean that knowing it makes the process easier. To be honest it hurts like hell, because I know I only have myself to blame." As she finished Quinn pulled away.

"Stop it! Just stop it!" Startled Rachel backed away a bit expecting Quinn to lash out at her once and for all, but instead she nearly lost her balance when Quinn pulled her back in, until they were only centimeters apart, and then without saying a word she began kissing her. At first Rachel didn't reciprocate the kiss, but once she felt the tip of Quinn's tongue asking for access she began kissing her back with everything she had.

Woa I can't believe how much stuff went on in this chapter! I hope that the length of it doesn't discourage you from reading it, because once again I look forward to your input. Also I just want to say that because this chapter was a little lengthy, I probably won't post until the end of the week. Hope you guys enjoy, and if you don't I hope you can share why. All opinions are truly appreciated. With that said I hope you all have a great week. Oh and once again thanks for adding this story to your alerts.

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