"Trading Places" Chapter Three
"What took you so long, Berry!" Santana shouted pulling Rachel in.
"Sorry, I was lending Tina some of my clothes." Rachel spoke as she stumbled in.
"Whatever come on-"
"Oh, Santana, who is your friend."
"Rachel, this is my mom, Gloria." Santana mumbled rolling her eyes.
"Hello, Mrs Lopez it's very nice to meet you." Rachel beamed shaking the woman's hand.
"You too! When you sang at your last competition you blew me away!" Gloria laughed.
"Alright, mom, we're going up to my room." Santana said dragging Rachel upstairs.
"Okay, my love, just leave the door open." Gloria smiled.
"Whoa! No! No! Berry, and I are not, and never will be together, mother! I'm with Brittany remember!" Santana shouted.
"Well how am I supposed to know? You never tell me anything!" Gloria said walking away. Santana, growled running upstairs with Rachel in tow.
"Alright, Berry, here are some of my uniforms. Have them dry cleaned, just tell them to charge it to Sue Sylvester." Santana spoke handing Rachel the uniforms in plastic.
"Okay." Rachel, said setting them down on the bed.
"One more thing. I sleep in the nude."
Rachel's eyes widened at the thought of being but naked beside Quinn.
"Relax Berry!" Santana laughed. "I put some shorts out for you as well as sleep wear. We might have to go shopping though, because I don't think you'd fit in my jeans they are too tall for you. Plus, I have bigger feet than you." Santana snickered at Rachel's height.
"Alright, well thanks. I'll see you tomorrow, weezy." Rachel, smirked walking out of the door.
After got to Quinn's house she got down and knocked coming face-to-face with Judy Fabray. "Hi, Ms Fabray, I'm-"
"Rachel!" Judy smiled from ear to ear letting Rachel walk inside. "Yes, I've heard so much about you! You were phenomenal at Regionals!"
"Thank you." Rachel smiled shaking Judy's hand.
"Quinn's waiting for you down the hall. You can't miss it." She smiled.
Rachel, nodded walking the down the hall to white door. She nervously knocked hearing Quinn's voice "Mom, I told you, I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"Quinn? It's me Rachel...Or should I say Santana?" Rachel, could hear the blonde getting on her wheel chair.
"Rachel, hi!" Quinn, beamed up letting Rachel, walk in as she took her bag. "Sorry about that." she mumbled shutting her bedroom door.
"Don't even worry about it." Rachel, smiled turning to face Quinn. "So...What now?" Rachel laughed standing awkwardly.
"Well, I figured we could change then, watch a few movies before bed. You know since we have school in the morning." Quinn, ranted lifting a few movies up. "I'm sorry it's lame."
"Quinn, it's not. I love watching movies." Rachel laughed taking the movies from Quinn.
After Rachel changed into shorts, and a black v-neck. She walked out of the bathroom seeing Quinn struggling with her clothes. "Oh, I'm sorry!"
"It's fine." Quinn sniffled.
Rachel, placed her stuff on a chair walking over to Quinn. "Quinn, I may never know what you're going through, but please let me help you? I know you feel self-conscious, and hate the fact that you can't walk right now, but you will continue to feel this way if you don't talk to someone."
"It's just it seems like no matter what my life turns to shit. I take two steps forward, and get knocked two back." Quinn, cried letting Rachel hold her.
Rachel, held her till she heard the sniffles stop. "Quinn, that's why I admire you so much. You always come out headstrong. Like after you gave Beth, away so that she could have a better life. You threw yourself back into the cheerios. Taking back your spot as captain. The this year you had a pretty bad downwards spiral, but you picked yourself back up, and got into Yale. One of the most prestigious schools in the country! Now this..." Rachel said gripping the wheel chair. "But I know you'll get your ass out of it and back up on stage."
Quinn, laughed holding her stomach she couldn't believe Rachel, just said 'ass'.
"It's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard, but I know you could do it. And if you'll let me, I would really love to help you."
"Really?" Quinn smiled.
"Yes, because I want to be the first person to see you walk again." Rachel, smiled taking Quinn's hand. "Now, how about you let me help you out of your clothes...That didn't sound dirty in my head." Rachel, laughed making Quinn blush.
The blonde suddenly felt Rachel's arms hook around her legs and neck. Laying her down on the bed. Rachel, lifted Quinn's calf gently taking off her shoe, then doing the same with the other. The brunette hooked her fingers under Quinn's yoga pants. Quinn, shut her eyes trying to control her imagination. Rachel, dragging them down, and off her feet. Quinn, started sitting up letting Rachel, help her up the rest of the way. The blonde began taking off her shirt noticing how Rachel quickly looked away.
"Rachel?" Quinn spoke softly.
"Yes?"
"Can you please hand me the clothes Brittany left on the chair?"
"Yeah, sorry." Rachel mumbled.
Quinn took out a pair of shorts, and a tank top. She put the shirt on then let Rachel help her with her shorts. The duo laid back on the bed putting on.
"Figures." Quinn, mumbled as the credits spelled out Tangled.
"What?" Rachel asked looking at Quinn.
"Pretty much all of Brittany's movies are disney movies."
"Oh." Rachel laughed nodding. "You know, I always thought you look like her."
"Who Rapunzel or Brittany?" Quinn giggled.
"Rapunzel, I mean come on it's like they saw you on the street one day and said 'Hey, let's make Rapunzel look like her!'"
"What!" Quinn, just laughed shaking her head.
"Yes! Come on Quinn, I mean she has green eyes, you have green eyes...well sometimes. She has blonde hair, you have blonde hair."
"Yeah, but her hair is long." Quinn smiled.
"Only until the end. Come on admit it you are Rapunzel." Rachel smirked.
"Alright, fine." Quinn laughed.
"Although, at Prom last year. You looked like Cinderella."
"Thank you." Quinn whispered. "I'm sorry I ruined your night."
"Come on, you didn't. Finn did."
"How is he taking this life swap thing?"
"Oh you know, complaining as usual. He tells me Kurt keeps making him wear really tight clothes."
Quinn stifled a laugh.
The girls watched till slowly drifting to sleep.
Quinn, was the first to wake up hearing the sound of the TV on repeat. She opened her eyes feeling Rachel's arms snaked around her waist, and her legs over her own. Slowly without waking Rachel, Quinn gripped the remote turning the TV off.
"Rachel?" Quinn whispered. "Rachel!" Quinn whispered a little louder.
"Hm? Yeah?" Rachel mumbled burying her face deeper into Quinn's neck.
"Rachel?" Quinn spoke softly.
A few seconds later Rachel snapped herself up letting Quinn go quickly. "Oh, Quinn! I'm so sorry! You see when I was little, I always fell off the bed in the middle of the night. So I always have pillows surrounding me which either keep me from falling or give me some padding. I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Rachel, ranted on.
"No! Of course you didn't! It's fine!" Quinn smiled bringing her blanket around her suddenly feeling very cold.
"Okay..." Rachel nodded.
"Come on we have to change for school." Quinn spoke grinning.
"Wow..." Quinn whispered watching Rachel walk out of the bathroom with Santana's cheerio uniform on.
"What? Do I look weird in this?" Rachel asked looking down.
"No! No, you look really great, Rachel." Quinn smiled looking down to stop her cheeks from reddening.
"Here let me help you." Rachel said picking up the skirt to help Quinn in it. Then the make up for a few scars on Quinn's legs. Quinn, put the top on herself. After breakfast the drive to school was silent.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked taking Quinn into a bathroom looking down at the blonde in her cheerios uniform. "I thought you would be so happy to be back in that uniform." Rachel, frowned thinking about the day she had last seen the uniform on Quinn.
"I just...I wanted to be walking by the time I had it on." Quinn sniffled looking up.
Rachel, bit her lip coming up with a plan. "You still can." She smirked going behind Quinn to apply the brakes on the chair. "Come on give me your hands."
Quinn, furrowed her eyebrows before doing as told. Before she knew it Rachel, had her hoisted up against her. "Rachel..." Quinn whispered, feeling weak.
"I got you." The brunette whispered back looking back at Quinn. "Every time, I saw you in this uniform you always wore it with such pride and confidence. And in the name of Barbra Streisand, you are going to have that again." Rachel, raised one of her hands up wiping Quinn's tears away. "Now come on, step on my feet." The young starlet, got behind Quinn, getting the girl to stand on her feet. With a soft grunt Rachel, held the blonde in place before walking slowly to the bathroom door.
Quinn, couldn't hold her tears anymore. Except these weren't sad tears. They were happy tears. She grinned from ear to ear when she felt Rachel, hold on too her hands against her hips. Quinn, laughed and kept strutting. She didn't even notice the number of students cheering her on.
A/N: Sorry about the lack of an update guys. I had work, then shopping for my senior pictures, then taking my senior pictures. Plus homework! Yuck! Again I am sorry.