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In other news, this weeks Glee. UNF. Faberry is so canon. It's not even funny anymore. Don't know what I will do for the next seven weeks until it returns. Hope you all enjoy this next installment of the story. Peace and blessings.

McKinley had a quiet tone on Monday. Everyone had heard about Rachel's accident and even though they often tormented the small girl, there seemed to be a change in heart. Maybe some were hoping this lost memory situation would change the way she acted. Quinn forced herself to go to school that day. Her only motivation was to stop any rumors that may have been circulating about Rachel.

"Hey Q, how is she doing?" Santana approached Quinn at her locker. "Same." Santana saw the pained look on Quinn's face. She knew this was going to be hard for her best friend, but she needed the blond to be strong. This was her second chance and Santana wasn't going to let her waste it.

"Are you going to see her after school?" Quinn was hoping to stop by the Berry residence later that day, but hadn't cleared it with Hiram and Leroy. She knew they would welcome her into their home whenever she wanted, but Quinn was still cautious. She didn't want to mess things up again. "I think I might."

Santana hooked her arm through Quinn's as they made their way to their first period class. "Q, it's going to be okay. Take it day by day."

"When did you get to be so nice and insightful?"

Santana scoffed, "Don't know what you're talking about." Quinn smiled and settled into her desk.

Later that day at glee practice everyone seemed to be carrying the same mood that had engulfed the school. "Okay guys, I know that we have been hit with some pretty hard news. But regionals is in three weeks, and we really need to hash out a set list." Leave it to Mr. Schue to be worried about the music and not about potentially losing the groups undoubtedly strongest asset.

"Mr. Schuester, if I may," Kurt stood up and Will offered him the floor, "I agree with Mr. Schue in his worries of finding a set list, but I think we should take some time to talk about the situation with Rachel. I do not think it would be a good idea to overwhelm her, but I've been reading some stuff and memory lose can be reversed. Sometimes all the person needs is to be slowly dipped back into their previous life. Quinn, I know that you are our main contact to Rachel. Maybe you can set up something so we all can see her." Quinn nodded silently, while Finn was fuming in the seat behind her. Puck could sense the boys tension and elbowed Sam.

"I think that's a great idea Kurt," Mr Schue placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and offered a smile. Small talk broke out among the group, but Finn was still obviously unsettled. The fury finally took over the larger boy.

"This. Is. Crap!" Finn stood up managing to make it out of the grasps of Puck and Sam. "I'm so sick of not being allowed to see my girlfriend!"

"Finn, calm down," Mr. Schue stepped in trying to settle Finn. There was no getting through to this boy. Quinn had tried. Kurt had tried. Even Leroy and Hiram had tried. "Don't you guys find this strange. Quinn of all people is now helping Rachel! How can you sit here and watch her use her like that!"

"Watch it Finnocence. My girl Q has only good intentions towards Rachel. You better sit back down before I make you sit down."

The boy glared at Santana and then threw her glance over to Quinn. "You're unbelievable Quinn. You cheat on me with Puck and then make my girlfriend afraid of me. Get a life that doesn't involve ruining mine."

Quinn could no longer sit still. "Make her afraid of you? Newsflash Finn Hudson. You're girlfriend was in a car accident that took away her memory. You should be happy she is alive. I know this has been hard on you Finn, but you need help accepting that Rachel may not love you anymore. She doesn't know you. She doesn't know any of us. If you want to change that then you need to change yourself. You can't force her to remember. You should be supporting her instead of always complaining about life not being fair." With that Quinn pulled a signature diva storm out, not unfamiliar of the one's done by the brunette in question.

The rest of the group looked on in shock as Finn stared at the ground. "Listen Finn, Mrs. Pillsbury would be more than happy to talk to you about all this." The boy nodded and sat back down.

In the hallway Quinn leaned up against a locker and fell to the ground. She didn't realize that she was crying until two familiar arms were wrapped around her. "Sh it's okay mi amor. You really put Finn in his place. I'm so proud of you. Rachel will be too. It's okay."

Truth is Quinn never cried. She always held in her emotions for as long as she could remember, but her speech to Finn struck a nerve inside her. What if Rachel had really died? What if she never got to see that beautiful face ever again? As Santana put it earlier, she was given a second chance. A chance to make things right.

"Do you want to go back in?"

"To be honest, not really. I think I'm just going to go home."

"You mean to Rachel's."

"Yeah." Santana smiled, "Good luck Q." She gave the blond one last squeeze and made her way back to choir room. Quinn picked herself up off the ground and headed to her car. On the ride over to the Berry's she tried her best to fix her makeup, in an effort to erase any evidence that she had been crying. When she pulled into the driveway, she noticed that today it was empty. She wondered if that meant no one was home. On a whim she decided to knock anyway.

The lock on the door clicked and Quinn was met with a sight that made her heart flip. Rachel was still in her pajamas with bed head. Quinn thought she looked beautiful. "Quinn! It's so nice to see you are you-wait have you been crying?"

"May I come in?" Rachel stepped back and Quinn walked in. They stood their silently, Rachel waiting for Quinn to speak. "How are you feeling?"

"Are you always so evasive when it comes to answering questions?" Quinn looked at Rachel and saw how serious she was being. "Can we go sit down?" Rachel led Quinn into the living room and placed herself on one end of the couch. Quinn did everything in her power to set ample distance between herself and the brunette. Rachel didn't know why she had an urge for the blond to sit closer to her.

"The answer to your question is yes I was crying earlier," Quinn finally admitted and Rachel immediately moved closer, taking the blond's hand. Quinn would never get over the jolts that hit her once she felt Rachel's touch. "What happened? Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm fine. Finn had a little bit of a break down during glee and I said something to him." Rachel looked confused trying to remember all the little details. She recalled Quinn and her father's saying she loved to sing. Quinn had also mentioned that she was part of this so called glee club at school. "Is he okay?"

"I think he will be."

"That was nice of you to help him. Why did it make you cry though?" Quinn really didn't want to answer this. Rachel could sense her hesitance and decided to back off. "You don't have to answer that. How was school?"

"Not the same without you." Rachel smiled at this, wondering what her life was like before the crash. She still had yet to fill in all the pieces. "The kids in glee really want to see you, but they also don't want to overwhelm you. What do you think?"

"We should talk to my dads when they get home, but I think it might be a good idea. You say that these people were my friends?"

"Yes all of them. They their little diva very much."

"Diva?" Rachel questioned, processing this idea. Quinn laughed, "Yes Rachel Berry is McKinley's number one diva."

"Was…" Rachel trailed off now looking sad. Quinn squeezed the smaller girls hand. "No matter what, you are still you. Even if you don't remember the past, you can create a present for yourself. Whatever you choose I know you will be great at it." Rachel smiled so wide that it hurt. This girl sitting in front of her was making her heart do all sorts of somersaults and she had no idea why.

"I think I'm going back to school next week. Daddy wants me to have a week to just get accustomed to some things."

"I'm glad you're taking it slow. No need to rush into anything," Quinn realized that her words held multiple meanings. Before she could say anything else, they both heard the front door open. Leroy appeared with two bags of what the girls assumed was food.

"Hello Quinn. I had a feeling you may be here. Good thing I bought enough for dinner to feed an army." Quinn smiled at the older man and looked back at Rachel, "Thank you for giving me this chance to be your friend."

Rachel smiled back at the blond. "Thank you for helping me rediscover my life.