A/N: Thanks for the views, reviews, and favorites! School has officially started for me, but I'm trying my best to work on a little bit of a new chapter everyday! More Finn-bashing guys. You have been warned. Also there is going to be no Lucy storyline in here so her first name is really Quinn. I'm not sure if I should ever mention her middle name. What do you guys think? Please give me feed back. Enjoy!

Chapter 17

Quinn had spent hours trying to find the right thing to wear to the Berry's holiday party and after some frustration had settled for a medium length red dress that wasn't too revealing, but was still able to show of her assets. She was applying some lip stick when Santana and Brittany entered her room both dressed up for a party also.

"I should just get a key for you two since you just like to come to my house without even alerting me."

"Well Santana just picks the lock so why would we need a key, Q?" Santana shot Brittany a glare and smiled sheepishly at Quinn.

"So my mom doesn't know that you're in here? Santana you can't just break into people's houses!"

"Chill out Q, I'm going to Rachel's. You're going to Rachel's. What does it matter that I come over a few minutes before you leave?" Quinn arched an eyebrow at Santana's logic and Brittany jumped in to help her girlfriend.

"We just wanted to company you to the party so you wouldn't show up alone."

"It's accompany, B." Santana smiled softly at Brittany's mistake and didn't even care that Quinn was smirking at her. "Ok Q, let's get our partying on!" Santana grabbed Brittany's hand and walked out the room assuming that Quinn would just follow her out. Quinn walked over to her mother's room and watched as Judy put on some of her best jewelry.

"Mom, I'm walking over to the Berry's house with Santana and Brittany. I'll see you there."

"Okay, be careful walking those few feet Quinnie" Judy chuckled to herself as she applied makeup.

"We need better locks." Quinn muttered to herself as she walked down the stairs.

"What's the matter Quinnie?"

"Nothing mom. Nothing at all." Quinn smiled as she joined up with Santana and Brittany, who were stopping ever few seconds to steal kisses from each other. Quinn stuck out her tongue and put a finger in her mouth, gesturing how gross they were, but was surprised when Santana came over and placed a wet and sloppy kiss on the corner of her mouth. "Have you been drinking Santana?" The Latina was never affectionate to anyone besides Brittany, unless she was drunk and Quinn could taste the strong whiskey on Santana's lips.

"No." Santana held a straight face for a few moments and then it crumpled as she began to sob loudly, buckets of tears flowing out of her eyes. "I lied to you Q. I did have some drinks. I'm going to rot in hell and I'll never be able to see my sweet angel again. Brittany, I love you so much" Santana was making a scene and people on the block where starting to turn lights on and open windows and doors. Quinn had no choice but to let Santana muffle her cries on her shoulder and stain her skin with makeup.

When they had finally calmed Santana down and got to the Berry's party Santana had begun to cry all over again when she saw Rachel open the door. Rachel had an amused look on her face when she saw Santana leaning on Brittany and Quinn, tears and eyeliner streaking down her face.

"Is she drunk?" Rachel giggled and received a look that was anything but amused from Quinn.

"Why is she like this?" Rachel opened her mouth to answer her question, but it was already answered when Finn walked up behind her with a cup, no doubt filled with alcohol.

"She is what we like to call the 'weepy hysterical drunk'. She will start to cry about everything and anything once she gets a little too much alcohol in her. I could take her upstairs and calm her down if you want." Finn waggled his eyebrows and did a body roll, making Brittany wrap an arm possessively around Santana's waist.

"No thank you Hudson, I think that there are plenty of other unicorns on this rainbow so you can go catch some now." Finn stared dumbly at Brittany wondering what she meant and walked away after brushing against Rachel's body with his lower half so she could feel him through his tight jeans. Quinn curled her lip and pulled Rachel into a hungry kiss, putting out one leg making Finn trip and spill a clear liquid all over his blue and white shirt. Finn looked around to see who tripped him and when he found no one, grumbled and went to find some more alcohol.

"Why is he h-here?" Santana's cries had died down to hiccups and she was sober enough to realize that Finn was still being his creepy self, not that he ever stopped.

"My fathers don't like to exclude anyone from their parties so in order to make peace with the whole neighborhood they invited all of the Hudson-Hummel's. Santana, do you need to lie down for a little?" Rachel gave the girl a questioning look, who looked like she might turn on the water works again. Rachel was attacked with hugs by the taller girl and was drenched with hot tears.

"I love how much you care for me dwarf. I just love you so much. Quinn is so lucky to have you and if I hadn't of fallen so hard for Brittany you would definitely have been my second choice. No offense Quinn, but she's so fucking sweet. I guess that's why you're with her though." Rachel cooed in Santana's ear and with help from Brittany laid her down in her room waiting for her to fall asleep. When Santana finally drifted to sleep Rachel rushed down the stairs to find Quinn sitting on a couch laughing at Puck who was walking around like a zombie.

"What is he doing Quinn?" Rachel joined her girlfriend on the couch and watched as Puck lifted a corner of her mouth in a half smile that looked like someone she knew, but she couldn't place them.

"He told me that he can imitate anyone when he's drunk so I asked him to do Finn. I think he's doing a pretty good job. What do you think?"

"I think I love you." Rachel cupped Quinn's soft cheek and kissed her softly making Puck stop what he was doing and stare dumbly at them. They felt the couch sink next to them and they broke the kiss to see Santana and Brittany holding hands and smiling.

"She woke up." Brittany giggled and hiccupped, feeling the need to take off her dress.

"Would you like to tell me why you two came to the party shit-faced?" Rachel hated when her friends got really drunk. It made her think of how life used to be and she didn't like remebering it. Santana looked like she might cry again and Brittany had to rub her back and hold her close to keep her from having a sudden outburst.

"All your dads serve is champagne and martinis. San is more of a dark drink type of person so we had some shots of whiskey before we came."

"A few? She looks like she drank a bottle of vodka and then some." Puck had eavesdropped into the conversation and decided to put in his two cents of wisdom.

"I'm such a bad person Puck. I can't help it. Brittany should just break up with me already. I had seven shots Rach. Please don't be mad at Britt Britt. It's not her fault." Leroy and Hiram walked by the teenagers sitting on the couch, saw the tears streaming down Santana's face, smirked at each other, and went to go get Rachel and her friends some non-alcoholic champagne.

The kids talked and danced until around midnight. Most of the partiers had left and the only remaining gleeks where Puck, who had passed out on the couch, Santana and Brittany, who were upstairs in the guest room doing who knows what, Kurt and Blaine, who were singing "Baby It's Cold Outside" drowsily, and Rachel and Quinn who were unwrapping each other's gifts next to the fire.

"Rachel this is amazing. It must have cost a fortune." Quinn had received a heart necklace with a large diamond in the center and her initials engraved in the back.

"Don't worry about how much it cost Quinn." Rachel took the necklace and put it around Quinn's pale neck, watching as the diamond twinkled in the fire light. Quinn slid over a small box to Rachel and smiled shyly at her. Rachel popped open the box to find a note and some gold star earrings. She picked up the note and looked down to read it, not noticing that Quinn had silently gone up to her room.

Dear Rachel "Badass" Berry,

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah! Holidays have always been special to me and this year is even more special because I get to spend it with my true love, you. Since you are Jewish I got you eight gifts, but here is the first one for now. Your dads told me that you wanted to be the next best Broadway star so I got you some stars that will help you shine extra bright once you get on the big stage. Come upstairs for more presents!

Love, Quinn Fabray

Rachel looked up to kiss Quinn, but was met with nothing. She got up and grabbed the box and note, heading for the stairs.

"Rachel I can hear those two girls upstairs! If they stain those 1500 thread count sheets it's coming out of your wallet." Hiram and Leroy hated having those two girls over. Last year they had had to replace their couch cushions after Santana and Brittany had messed around on them all night.

"Yes Dad. Daddy. Can I go upstairs now?"

"Yes, darling." Rachel kissed her fathers on the cheek and practically tripped up the stairs trying to get to Quinn. She heard a head board slamming across the hall and her stomach turned. She knocked on the door and the slamming ceased.

"Stop fucking so hard! If you put a hole in the wall I will kill you!" Rachel put an ear to the door for a few minutes and when the no sounds came from the other side she sighed and opened the door to her room, surprised to see seven boxes, large and small, laying on her bed with Quinn.

"You can open them now or later if you want, but I would choose now if I was you" Quinn had changed into some of Rachel's pajamas that must have been two sizes too small. Rachel licked her lips as she tried to not stare at Quinn's abs that where poking out. She shivered in delight and went to open the largest box that was shaking slightly. She saw air holes at the top and a large smile flooded her whole face. Even her eyes where twinkling. She lifted the box and a small chocolate lab puppy popped out and put its small paws on the edge of the box.

"Quinn! How did you get him? Or is it her?" She picked the puppy up and stroked its floppy ears, letting it push its cold wet nose into her neck.

"It's a baby boy. My mother's friend's dog had a litter of puppies and my mom thought that a puppy is an amazing gift to give to the person that you love. She picked him up a few hours ago and he's been up here for a little. We didn't name him yet though. We thought that it would only be appropriate for you to do so." Rachel had tears welling in her eyes at the amazing gift and she kissed Quinn gently letting her tears freely stream.

"Well since it isn't a girl I can't exactly name him Barbra. Hmm…I've got it. Hello, Sinatra." Quinn giggled at the name and wrapped Rachel and the puppy into a hug.

"I love the name Rach. I'll hold Sinatra while you open the other presents." Rachel quickly tore through the rest of the presents. Quinn had gotten her a dog collar, a food and water bowl set, a chew toy, puppy chow, a framed picture of the two of them sleeping, and two tickets to New York.

"Quinn." Rachel had been all smiles and giggles at the dog stuff and the adorable picture, but when she saw the tickets she felt the air leave her lungs.

"Rachel, do you not like it? We don't have to go."

"No, I love them. It's just you've given me so many huge gifts and I only got you the necklace."

"I love this necklace Rachel. Don't ever think that what you get me isn't enough. Besides you gave me a much larger gift and I will always have it."

"The necklace is only a few ounces. I wouldn't really call it large Quinn."

"I'm talking about your love Rachel. It never had a price, yet it should be the most expensive thing in the world. As long as you love me I won't care if the next present you get me is a piece of coal."

"I love you so much when you get all poetic on me. When do we leave?"

"Right after Regionals, which is also the night before New Year's Eve. I had a dream about kissing you in Time Square when they drop the ball and with the help of my mom and my trust fund I can make the dream come true." Rachel was about to pull Quinn into a deep and passionate kiss when she heard the smacking of the head board coming from the other room.

"Santana really does know how to ruin the moment." Rachel angrily walked over to the guest room and opened the door to find Santana and Brittany jumping on the bed in their bras and underwear.

"Hey Rachel! Wanna join us?" Brittany stopped jumping and pulled Santana down with her so that she was straddling her lap.

"No thank you. I am going to assume that your question had a double meaning since you have both stopped jumping. Don't stain the sheets with any bodily fluids please. They are very expensive so if you're going to do anything please do it on the blanket." Santana waved Rachel off as she started to kiss Brittany and slide her hand into her panties. Rachel groaned and closed the door behind her trying to get the image of her past lovers turned best friends having sex out of her head. When she returned to her room Quinn and Sinatra where snuggled against each other under the covers, all gifts tucked away in the corner of her room. Rachel stripped down and joined them. She hoped that Quinn wasn't asleep because she had the desperate urge to repay her in the best way she could. She slid a hand down to Quinn's panties and pressed onto her clit making Quinn moan softly.

"Rachel, not in front of Sinatra! It will traumatize him. That would be like having sex in the same room as our child. Would you do that?"

"The kid would have to learn someday." Rachel muttered making Quinn giggle and they fell asleep with a large smile on their faces. Even Sinatra's lips seemed to be turned up into a grin.