Hello my wonderful readers. This chapter is not as angst as before. This does have a flashback that helps a lot with the Faberry thing. I really hope you like it and i appreciate all the views and stuff. I'm really glad you enjoy this story and i hope you like this chapter.
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Late Night Adventures
Tuesday, November 25th
Brittany sits in her room browsing the internet secretly hoping Santana would sign on. Brittany felt terrible about how she had acted and Santana wouldn't listen to her. Santana had even go so far as to sign off as soon as Brittany messaged her multiple times. When's my phone going to get here. At least I could be sure she's looking at my messages if I had it. Maybe I should have just let Quinn buy the phone instead of having her dad order one online for her. Brittany groaned in frustration at the situation she was in.
"Brittany?" Quinn knocks softly at her door before poking her head into the room. "You have a package" Quinn smiles at Brittany signaling that the object she has been longing for has just arrived.
Brittany jumps off her bed rushing over to Quinn "Thank you." Brittany says as she takes the package. Brittany rips the package to pieces to get to her prize. Brittany stares at her new phone for a moment before looking at Quinn sadly, "It's broken." Brittany says pouting.
Quinn chuckles to herself softly. "It's not broken, you just have to put it together." Quinn walks towards Brittany pulling her to the bed and sitting with the phone pieces in front of them.
"Thanks Quinn, I don't know what I would do without you." Brittany gives Quinn the best smile she can force her face to make.
Quinn trifles through the parts of the phone before asking Brittany. "Where is the SIM card Britt? You know the small thing that you use to eat because Sam tricked you into thinking its a potato chip?"
"Umm, I'm not sure the broken phone is over there." Brittany points to the other side of the room and a pile of what must be a shattered phone.
"You still haven't told me why you broke it or what the fight was about" Quinn looks at her with sad eyes worrying about her best friend. She walks over to what seems like Brittany's old phone and picks up the tiny chip. "No you can't eat it." Quinn says easing some of the tension that rises from the mention of the quad fight
"I saw Elise and Santana outside of class." Brittany mumbled hoping Quinn wouldn't hear her. "I saw her again, Thursday at the animal shelter." Brittany starts to talk quickly as if she's racing to get through it. "Then Santana found me at Julliard and I'm a horrible person."
"Your not a horrible person Brittany. I don't think so and neither does Santana. She loves you, no matter what." Quinn rests her chin on Brittany's shoulder and leans her head against hers.
"You've talked to her?" Brittany asked hoping Santana has just been to busy to respond to her online.
" No. I just know Santana like you do Britt. She would never hate you. People do it all the time remember when her and I got in a fight. We both said things we shouldn't have said. But I love her and she loves me so we moved past it. You guys can too. She just needs space. Come on Britt let's build you a knew phone huh?" Quinn shuffles to the other side of the bed and begins putting the phone together
"Okay," Brittany says distantly. Brittany frowns slightly watching Quinn work so hard for her. "I don't know if I'm going to make it to lunch." Brittany says believing seeing everyone will just make it hurt more. "Are you dating Joel?" Brittany asks trying to distract Quinn from the fact she wasn't planning on going to lunch.
"What? Santana will be there. This might be your chance to fix things" Quinn smiles mischievously at the plan her and Rachel created. "No." Quinn says rather quickly. "He just isn't my type. I like brown eyes, long hair, and big nose girl Quinn sighs to her self
"Fine, I'll go," Brittany smiles at the opportunity, "You spent the weekend with him. People are going to think something's going on." Brittany says with surprising insight.
"Exactly" Quinn smiles and picks up the phone and hands it to her. "There now all you have to do is turn it on and then it works. " Quinn stands up and moves to the door. "Oh breakfast is ready, Sam made those pancakes again." Quinn slightly pouts
"I don't get it?" Brittany looks at Quinn confused as she processes what she says. "Ohh, Pancakes." Brittany says excitedly as she grabs Quinn's hand and drags her to the breakfast table
"Rachel I don't see the point in going to perked. " Santana says for the fifth time this morning.
"I want you to go, Kurt wants you to go," Rachel sighs "We hardly see your pretty face or sweet disposition anymore." Rachel gives Santana an Angelic smile as she responds to a text. "You're going, I don't know why we're wasting time arguing."
"I am not going. You see me in your dreams all the time. Don't think I don't notice you starring at me" Santana smirks while pinching her cheeks.
"Maybe in my nightmares." Rachel said smiling brightly. "I need you to go. Quinn won't tell me anything about this new guy. Santana I'm losing her." Rachel starts begging Santana
"We'll how about this Rachel. Why don't you just tell her how you feel" Santana says in a mocking tone
"What, no!" Rachel gasps. "What if she's moved on or changed her mind. She's not acting the same anymore." Rachel looks down she begins twirling a strand of her hair around.
"What if she's in love with this stupid boy!" Rachel lets her mouth run with her mind.
"No way. Rachel berry is jealous. Haha this is hilarious. Where is my camera at?" Santana playfully looks around. "You won't know till you ask. Ask her at lunch and then come let me know" Santana sneaks in there slyly.
"I'm scared, I need you." Rachel looks at Santana sheepishly, "Besides she said she's not going if your not going to be there."
"Your kidding right?" Santana arches her eyebrow towards Rachel
Rachel holds up her phone triumphantly, "It seems like everyone wants you there." Rachel says. Kurt enters the living room and joins the conversation.
"Who's the hottie Quinn tagged on Facebook." Kurt asks deviously
"What?! did she change her relationship status?" Rachel asks fearfully
"Nah, the status just says "On the Prowl with Joel."" Kurt shrugs looking at his phone.
" I don't care I'm not going" Santana says stubbornly ignoring the pleading look on Rachel's face
"If she's not going, I'm not going." Kurt jumps in.
Rachel huffs and throws her arms up in frustration. "You know what great, just awesome. Nobody wants to hang out with me." Rachel stomps her foot petulantly
Santana tortures Rachel some more before finally giving in "Fine I will go to lunch with you if porcelain goes"
"Your the best!" Rachel throws her arms around Santana pulling her into an uncomfortable embrace.
Brittany lays awake on her mattress to miserable to go to class. She is starring at her phone wishing for it to ring. The first thing Brittany did after fixing her phone, or rather Quinn fixing her phone she texted Santana apologizing again for what she did. The minutes seemed to click by each it's own eternity.
Why doesn't she say anything Brittany grows more frustrated looking at her phone repetitively in the past minute. Have I really hurt her so much that talking to me is too painful She sighs and slams her head on the pillow pushing the psalms of her hands into her eyes. Why did I say those things? Why do I hurt so much. I need to get out of here. Brittany stands up suddenly and hears her phone go off hope filling her heart immediately.
"Hello" Brittany says a little to excitingly
"Britt, get down here it's time for lunch I'm driving." Quinn's voice dimmed Brittany's excitement
"Coming" Brittany frowns and drops her head. She shoves her phone into her pocket and heads downstairs to meet Quinn. Quinn opens the passenger door from inside the car for Brittany.
"Come on, we're going to be late?" Quinn says trying to put some pep in Brittany's step
"Ok" Brittany rushes into the passengers seat. Brittany gets excited as the cafe' comes within seeing distance. "Quinn hurry up" Brittany whines squirming in her seat.
"All excited now are we." Quinn gives Brittany a playful smile
"Maybe" Brittany bash fully looks down allowing her bangs to cover part of her face.
Quinn finds a place to park and the two of them race to the door playfully. They enter and they're eyes immediately find Santana, Rachel and Kurt sitting at their table. "Oh good, we're not late." Quinn says cheerfully as she tries to decide where to sit.
Brittany rushes to sit next to Santana.
"Hey" Brittany whispers to Santana. The other girl ignores her as Brittany tries again "Santana?" Quinn sits next to Sam who follows Brittany.
"Oh, umm I invited Puck and Joel." Quinn says as she takes her seat. "I hope that's okay. Quinn watches Rachel carefully as she speaks.
"Oh" Rachel says softly while playing with her phone.
"Joely is coming?" Santana laughs remembering their previous antics.
"Oh so this is the mystery man that Quinn has been attached to by the hip. He is a hottie I approve" Kurt says fawning over him.
"Oh right, you've met." Quinn smiles playfully.
"Told you they'd be talking about me." Joel says as Puck and him appear.
"Yes Joely we were talking about how you turned me down after my strip tease the other night. You could really hurt a girls pride. " Santana fake pouts.
"Yea man you hang out with Quinn yet you turned down the other taboo girl" puck elbows him playfully while winking at Quinn
"Taboo? I think they're both amazingly beautiful and good hearted." Joel says shyly.
Quinn smiles softly and looks up slightly and Brittany gives Joel a look filled with suspicion.
"Aww Joely your so sweet. Yep your right Kurt, he is gay" Santana laughs and mocks Kurt. "You can have him" she waves her hand towards Joel playfully. Santana notices Brittany's hand gripping her own knee tightly.
Rachel looks at Joel with jealous filled eyes and tries to join in on the conversation. "He is just your type, Kurt. Brown hair, brown eyes, and tall" Rachel rambles.
"Just cause he is gay doesn't mean he is my type Satan. And he is so not my type no matter how attractive he is" Kurt eyes Joel up and down then laughs it off.
"You saw Santana naked?" Brittany asks. The whole table grows awkwardly silent
"No Brittany." Santana utters the first words she spoke to her in the past few days
"I got the opportunity to do that" puck interjects
"Puck who haven't you seen naked." Quinn jumps in on the action.
"Puckerman!" Santana shouts. "You wish you got to view this amazing body. You will never see it drunk, high, he'll even dead you will never see it" Santana puts her signature smirk on easing some of the tension that was created
"I know who I want to see naked" he moves his head to the side eyeing one of the waitresses. The so called waitresses walks over to the groups table and everyone's mouth drops as Carli begins to take there order.
"Hey good looking I was wondering if you would like a ride on the puckasuaris" puck adds in a sexual tone.
"I swear every time you say that my IQ is dropped by 500 points" Santana interjects. "No one will ever want to ride or go near the "puckasuaris"" Santana uses her fingers to emphasize his nickname Joel bursts out laughing Kurt stifles his laugh and Rachel sends puck a death stare
"T says it makes her feel like she's back in Middle school." Joel starts laughter starts to sound like howls. Puck blushes and turns his head.
"T, huh? Who is T, Joel?" Santana uses his first name to let him know she isn't letting it go.
"Oh, uh, just my cousin." Joel nervously scratches the top of his beanie. "Her and Puck are... Well I'm not sure, what are you guys?" Puck is about to answer but everyone turns there attention to Carli when they hear Rachel giggling.
Quinn rolls her eyes at Rachel and mouths "You Okay?" to Joel. Who bites his bottom lip and nods.
"Do i get to stay dry today?" Quinn asks looking playful but her tone bites.
"You gonna run off again today?" Rachel counters
"What's your type hottie?" puck asks wiggling his eyebrows.
"I like brown eyes, long hair, kinda Jewish...and" Carli starts but is cut off by Santana
"Boobs Puckerman. The lady likes boobs. " Santana intervenes getting him to shut up.
"Yes I like boobs also" Carli shyly says
"How could you tell?" Joel asks interested.
Santana bangs her head on the table muttering under her breathe insults about stupidity and why she hangs around these people.
"She's all over Rachel." Brittany says shrugging. Carli's face turns red and se gets the rest of the drinks and she scampers off
"Did I say something?" Brittany asks. "Sam, Sam, what's up with you?" Brittany says and touches Sam's shoulder
Sam jumps slightly and pulls headphones out of his ears. "Yeah sorry, doing some research. What's up?"
"Nothing." Brittany sighs.
"Joel!" Quinn exclaims, her eyes raised in surprise to whatever Joel just whispered in her ear. Quinn then hits his shoulder and gives him a shut up look.
Rachel's eyes flicker up and flash back and forth between Quinn and Joel. Santana puts her hand on Rachel's knee and gives it a slight squeeze before pulling her nail file out and fixing her nails
"So what I'd miss?" Sam asked innocently. Everyone at the table seemed to roll they're eyes at the same time.
"Apparently your brain" Santana snips at him Joel reaches into his pocket and looks at his cell phone before saying,
"I've got to take this." Joel says before stepping away from the table. "What do you need T?" are the last words they can hear of his conversation as he begins to get some distance
"So is this awkward at all Rachel?" Quinn asks not so innocently
"No just perfect Quinny." Rachel says with irritation in her voice. She gives Quinn a tight smile
"We could have gone somewhere else if Carli asking you out made you uncomfortable dear." Quinn says giving Rachel a bright smile.
"Wait, Carli asked Rachel out." Sam asked densely. "What did you say?" Sam continues his curiosity piqued
"She said no Sam, she's not into girls like that." Quinn answers before Rachel has a chance. Rachel taps rapidly on the table with her pointer finger.
"Why would it make me uncomfortable hon." Rachel ignores Sam and holds eye contact with Quinn. "How are you gonna tell me what I'm into? And the matter of fact is I didn't say no. we have a date Friday at 8. " Rachel watches Quinn's reaction
"Seriously Trouty your ears need to be as big as your mouth if you intend to hear anything." Santana snarls.
"Okay, thank you for clearing all that up for me. I understand now." Quinn throws an empty and hollow expression. It's not that she's not into girls, she just not into you. Quinn shakes her head to push the evil thoughts away. Joel appears behind Quinn putting his hand on her shoulder giving her much needed comfort and resolve.
"Everything okay," Joel asks slight concern showing on his face. Quinn looks up at Joel and nods as she places her hand over his. Joel takes his seat. "Sorry guys, work and family related fun stuff."
Rachel watches the exchange. A tug at her heart makes her eyes begin to water. "Um excuse me I have to go to the um bathroom" Rachel stands up and rushes to the restroom Santana hot on her trail. Rachel rushes into the first stall she sees and slams it shut behind her. Then she just buries her face into her hands. Santana walks in behind her.
"Rachel come on you have to get out of there. You can't just leave because your jealous" Santana jumps on the sink filling her nails while waiting for Rachel
"Jealous, Jealous! No Santana I'm angry." Rachel pushes her hands harder into her face.
"Really hobbit? Why are you angry? You are the one who keeps playing with her." Santana lets her previous frustration out on Rachel
"I'm angry because I've lied to her for all this time, and now that I'm not afraid of how i feel she's moved on and I can only blame one person." Rachel leans into the side of the stall and starts beating it with her fist.
"Rachel" Santana sighs getting off the sink. "Come on out of there" Santana waits patiently and stares at the stall waiting for her to come out
Rachel pushes open the door. "You know I'm right don't you." Rachel says wiping tears from her eyes as she slowly exits the stall and slowly walks towards Santana.
"Come here" Santana motions Rachel for a hug. "Don't make me regret this" she gives her a small smile. Rachel places her head on Santana's chest and let's Santana wrap her up in a warm embrace.
"Why am i afraid of what I feel." Rachel asks weakly.
"Because your afraid she might not feel the same way back" Santana rubs her hand up and down on Rachel's back soothingly. Rachel pulls back and turns away in shame.
"I'm fine, let's go." Rachel says trying to escape from the conversation.
"Rachel she does love you give her a chance." Santana walks past Rachel leaving her to dwell on Santana's words. Rachel takes a moment to clean herself up and heads back to the others at the table. Brittany watches Rachel jealously as she comes back and sits down at the table.
"You guys have a good time?" Brittany asks. Brittany covers her mouth after the words leap out on their own.
Quinn mumbles "I'm sorry." as Rachel takes her seats. Santana looks at Brittany confusingly before sitting down. Rachel looks down at her hands that begin to play with her phone for distracting.
Carli arrives at the table setting there drinks in front of them then runs off. Santana looks at Brittany giving her a questioning look before focusing on Quinn who is starring at Rachel.
Quinn does have feelings for man hands. I knew it Santana does a little happy dance in her seat which no one noticesQuinn takes of sip of her drink and pushes some stray locks back behind her ear
"Sugar said she'd be able to make it up for Christmas." Quinn informs the group.
"I know what Rachel prefers for thanksgiving dinner, but do the rest of you want ham or turkey." Quinn adds as an afterthought Sam and Brittany shrug indifferently
"I don't care" Santana mumbles. Kurt shrugs softly
"Will you two join us?" Kurt asks puck and Joel
"He'll yea. Free food and drama it's my favorite way of spending an evening." Puck laughs softly trying to lighten up the mode Joel stares out the window distracted.
"Joel, Joel," Quinn says softly touching Joel's shoulder "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?" Joel shakes his head slightly bringing himself back from wherever his mind had taken him
"T's stuck in Paris so my plans got cancelled." Joel says as he squeezes something inside his shirt. Quinn gently slips her arms around Joel's shoulders pulling him slightly towards her.
"Hey, come eat with us. You really shouldn't be alone." Quinn says a deep concern in her voice.
"Hey, man that's a great idea. We'll eat catch one of the games. It'll be great." Sam adds his voice to Quinn's.
"Come on Joely you know it will be fun hanging with me not these other losers. " Santana winks playfully at him.
"I can even show you my closet which is color coordinated" Kurt jumps in excitedly
"Yeah, if you guys are sure." Joel gives in. Rachel huffs audibly and sits up screeching her chair against the floors.
"We are gonna be late for class" Rachel says eyes cast downward. "Nice to have met you Joel. " she says while staring at Quinn then walks off with her head held high.
"Did I do something?" Joel asks concerned.
Quinn looks at him and shakes her head. "No, you didn't do anything, it's my fault."
Joel looks at her questioningly and Quinn mumbles, "Later."
"Oh shit, Rachel wait" Kurt jumps up. "Sorry guys I forgot I have class. Hopefully the diva didn't leave me or I'm really going to be late. " Kurt waves bye as he practically sprints out the door
"Britt, you need a ride home?" Quinn asks as she starts to get up. Brittany just shakes her head no and gives Sam a look that says get out of here. Quinn puts her hand on Joel's shoulder, "Hey let's go." Quinn says softly as Joel nods. Puck get's up and joins Quinn and Joel as they head out the door. Sam sits at the table with Santana and Brittany not noticing the awkward silence or the fact that they're waiting for him to leave.
"Hey guppy face, you can go I'm not gonna hurt her. Not like you can have her anyway. " Santana looks at her nails ignoring his existence.
"Huh, Oh, it's not like that's never happened before." Sam say's in irritation. Brittany grabs Sam's arm and mouth's the 'go' to him. "Fine, I'll see you later, if you need a ride or anything give me a call." Sam says as he get's up to go pouting.
Santana rolls her eyes at him not showing that his words bothered her. stupid Trouty always being a fish Santana continues to insult Sam in her mind not noticing Brittany starring at her
"Are you going to talk to me." Brittany asks sheepishly "I'm sorry Santana, I was really out of line." Brittany looks down. "I just want you to say we're ok."
"Brittany..." Santana sighs "That would be lying and that is just something I don't do to you" Santana watches Brittany's face for a reaction. Brittany face fills with sadness "What do you want me to do, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. It just hurts so much. That I did this to us." Santana takes Brittany's hand into hers.
"No you didn't do it to us I did. I'm still mad at you for the other night but its not your fault for us not working right now." Santana takes a deep breath then continues. "I will fix this. I do want to be with you Brittany but it's gonna take me time to heal." Santana lets go of her hand sitting back against the seat.
"I miss you." Brittany says making sure Santana was looking at her.
"I miss you too Britt Britt. " Santana bites her lip giving Brittany a longing look then exits the cafe'.
Quinn stands outside the grocery store tapping her foot impatiently. She pulls out and aggressively types out a message.
4:30pm Quinn: Rachel where are you? Starting to get worried.
Santana pulls up to the grocery store eyeing Quinn carefully as she puts her car in park and walks towards her. "Hey what are you doing here?" Santana asks hesitantly.
Quinn looks at Santana and rolls her eyes while mumbling. "Very mature Rachel, very mature" Quinn takes a moment to compose herself before saying, "Looks like Rachel is using you to cancel on me."
"That hobbit! I am not going shopping she needs to get over herself." Santana sighs remembering Rachel's face in the bathroom. She turns and continues to head into the store. "Are you coming?" Santana says over her shoulder meeting Quinn's eyes.
"I suppose, unless you want to do all the cooking." Quinn chides playfully as she follows behind her. Quinn grabs a shopping cart pulling it behind the two. "Did you guys get a chance to talk." Quinn asks sincerely.
Santana shrugs. "Yes a little. Im sure she already told you what happened at Julliard. Rachel txted me telling me to meet her here so we didn't get to finish our conversation." Santana walks along Quinn looking at the shopping list that she somehow got even though its in Berry's writing.
"She was really vague about what happened." Quinn says softly. "She said that she was mean and that you should hate her. I think she's ashamed to tell me the details." Quinn says with concern as she eyes Santana carefully. Quinn pretends to debate over which turkey to chose while waiting for Santana to respond.
"I don't hate her, I would never hate her." Santana says firmly. She grabs the turkey Quinn has been starring at and tosses it into the cart.
"I told her that, there's nothing she could do that would make you stop loving her. I can't imagine what she said." Quinn tries fishing for more information as she leads the care around the aisles.
Santana shrugs. "What else do we need?" Santana diverts topic.
"Stuffing and some odds and ends. Do you want anything special?" Quinn says sensing the uneasy topic.
"No. So what's up with you and Joely?" Santana smirks at her.
"Nothing, it is just easy being around him." Quinn shows a little unease in her voice. "It's nice to have no expectations." She adds.
"When you gonna tell Rachel you love her?" Santana asks insightfully.
"The next time I feel like having my heart ripped out again I suppose." Quinn says bitterly. Santana laughs.
"She is scared Quinn. What do you expect. I was the same way in High School when I was trying to figure out my feelings for Brittany and coming out. You were there you saw the struggle you. I understand, maybe you need to also. " Santana grabs Carrots and lettuce and puts them in the cart.
"Thanks for bringing that up. Things could happen. We kissed though, I told her I wouldn't mind if it was something more. She told me she was drunk and how it was a mistake. I wait two years and she decides to go out with a girl, not even me. " Quinn huffs. She tosses the eggs in the cart forcefully while trying to reign in her emotions. "Great I just crushed the eggs. "Quinn's voice quivers.
Santana takes the eggs out and freezes. "WAIT! You two kissed! When?" Santana shouts while grabbing another carton and gingerly putting them in the cart.
Quinn looks around sheepishly her face a very radiant shade of pink. Quinn pulls out her phone and shoves it at Santana. "Jeez Santana, come on! Do you want to alert the press." Quinn says in exasperation.
Santana whispers "So what happened?" She watches Quinn as she starts her story.
August 13,2011
Rachel moved into her apartment a few days before Quinn moved into hers. Rachel attends NYADA with Kurt. Kurt, Santana, and Rachel live together in a loft. Santana is over at Quinn's house which she lives with Brittany (Sam hasn't moved in yet). Kurt is in Lima with Blaine. Santana and Quinn both go to NYU. Brittany goes to Julliard. They will all be attending class the Fall semester.
Quinn waits at the door of Rachel's apartment thinking about how much closer she felt to her now that Finn wasn't around anymore. Quinn was proud of herself for coming to terms with how she felt about the other girl and the real reasons for why she didn't want her to marry Finn. Quinn still wasn't ready to tell Rachel, but at least she was making strides in the right direction.
"Heeeeeyyyy Quinn" Rachel shots opening the door. Quinn already believing she is half drunk.
"Hey sweetie, are we feeling pretty good tonight?" Quinn asks playfully as Rachel let's her into the apartment. "Thanks for having me over, Britt and Santana have a habit of forgetting other people exist when they have some privacy. "Quinn says as she looks for a place to drop her purse.
"Yes I am Quinn, Thanks for asking. Santana brought me wine earlier. So I had like…" Rachel lifts up three fingers and counts them slowly. "Three glasses." Rachel giggles and heads to the couch into the living room.
"Great." Quinn says sarcastically while giving Rachel a half smile. "So. Why are you drinking wine?" Quinn asks cautiously. Rachel shrugs while looking down. She begins to twirl the wine glass around in her hands.
"Rachel." Quinn says softly while placing her hand on Rachel's thigh." Look you can tell me anything, we've been through so much together and nothings going to make me want to walk away from you." Rachel mutters under her breath as tears fill her eyes. "Sweetie" Quinn's voice rings with concern. She moves her arm from her thigh to around Rachel's shoulder and gently caress Rachel's shoulder. "Hey, I'm here it's going to be all right. Tell me what's going on. Please." Quinn pleads. She feels her heart breaking with each tear that falls from the other girls eyes.
Rachel shrugs Quinn's arm off and stumbles into her room leaving the door open while sitting on the bed with her knees pulled up to her chest. Quinn bites her bottom lip and tongue. She collect herself before following Rachel into her room. Quinn walks to where Rachel is curled into a ball and kneels in front of her. Quinn closes her eyes and prays for a positive response. "Is it me Rachel?" Quinn asks fearing her feelings had just betrayed her.
"N-No-Wh-What-Quinn. It's not you just I feel like I'm alone here. With Finn everything was easy and simple, I feel like I'm alone now. I haven't met anyone. I feel like nobody will like me." Rachel says desperately. Rachel wraps her arms around Quinn's neck hugging her tightly hoping comforting and loving feeling she always gets from hugging the blonde is still there.
"Rachel you're the most talented; most interesting, most beautiful person I have ever meet. I love you Rachel and anyone who doesn't want you is missing out on the greatest part of my life." Quinn's heart tears away her control of her mouth.
"I-Quinn." Rachel looks up meeting Quinn's intense gaze; filled with love and devotion. Rachel cups Quinn's face kissing her softly.
Quinn losses herself for a moment to the intense longing she has felt for this girl. What are you doing Quinn, She's drunk. SHUT UP! Yeah you're a great friend, taking advantage of her vulnerability. I've waited so long. Fine!Fine! Quinn gently puts her hand on Rachel's chest as she pulls back from the tempting bliss before her. "Rachel I can't do this while you're drunk, and If I stay I won't be able to stop myself." Quinn says breathlessly as she tries to avoid the temptation that sits in front of her.
"I was wondering where that bottle of wine went." Santana's words breaks Quinn from her thoughts. "I knew you had a thing fro Man-Hands. "Santana snickers.
"It's all you and Brittany's fault." Quinn says half serious.
"How is it our fault." Santana becomes amused wanting Quinn to humor her with her logic.
"You mean beyond cheerio camp and my first introduction to girl on girl action. Hmm, well I believe no women could even love a man the way you too love each other." Quinn says quite proud of herself for putting her complex logic into some kind of words.
"Shut up!"
Santana rubs her eyes groggily as she hears faint tapping from the door. Santana rolls over hoping she's imagining things as the faint tapping begins to sound like knocking. "Ugh" Santana groans in frustration. Santana puts her hands on the nearest things she can to use as a weapon against whomever has disturbed her slumber. Santana reaches the door at a menacing pace and slings it open prepared to pummel the poor unfortunate soul.
"Bo?" Quinn giggles giddily. "where you going to beat me to death with an unicorn" Quinn continues to giggle while she speaks.
"No." Santana huffs and cuddles Bo into her chest as she gently rubs its head. Santana places Bo on the couch then turns to face Quinn. "So why are you here at this god forsaken hour?"
Quinn raises her right hand and stares at her pointer finger as she tries to concentrate." You and Joel are assholes." Quinn says confidently pointing at Santana.
"Bitch." Santana corrects Quinn. "You wanted to tell me this now of all times." Santana raises an eyebrow at Quinn questioningly.
"What? No." Quinn shakes her head trying to clear the fog. "I came to tell Rachel how I feel." Quinn says proudly and begins to head in the direction of Rachel's room. She bumps into the couch as she tries to stumble past Santana.
"No, No, No Might mouse. You are not going anywhere near there." Santana helps Quinn stand up and moves towards the steps which leads to her room.
"Thanks for the help my Latina angel." Quinn says cheerily so Santana helps her up the steps. "it's like a guardian angel, but better cause it's you." Quinn explains as Santana gets her into the bedroom. Quinn looks around the bedroom confused." This isn't Rachel's room." Quinn gives Santana a funny look. "Your not trying to seduce me are you?"
Santana rolls her eyes. "No Quinn im saving you from doing something completely stupid." Santana puts Quinn on her bed and begins to take her shoes and pants off.
"That's good cause I have a rule that I'd never sleep with one of you." Quinn says as she lays down. "Wow this bed is comfy. I want one." Quinn mumbles softly.
"Too bad. It's mine" Santana pulls the blanket up getting Quinn under it and then realize she is missing something "Bo!" Santana practically shouts. The Latina rushes downstairs spotting the unicorn and pulls it to her chest looking around the room making sure no one saw her and heads back up the stairs. Santana returns to an already passed out Quinn and tucks Bo in beside her. Santana crawls into bed using the unicorn as a barrier between them. "Hopefully this doesn't become Late Night Adventures." Santana mutters to herself. Then she grabs her cell from the night stand and sends Joel a text.
1:37am Santana: Thanks Asshole!