Well, this is it. This is the penultimate posting that I will be doing on this story. I only got 2 reviews on my last chapter so I've kind of just given up to be honest now. So here we go.

What If, Rachel wasn't available when Quinn came back for her.

In the other AU I kept it within the same theme of my SOAM story. This one is a bit different as not everything in life is all sweet and happy. The song that follows this story, is Someone Like You by Adele, so if you know the song I'm sure you know how this story is going to go, however unlike other what if's I have written following this same theme it might have a little more of a happy ending.

Thank you for the reviews, I am sorry about not including Rachel's dads in the family picture, for some reason or another I completley forgot about including them, not sure why. Hopefully by the time I have posted this I will change it, I don't think I will include them now that I've written the story already, I will just put in a reason why they're not there. Someone has requested I do a story about Russell coming to terms with Quinn & Rachel's relationship, I will try and re-write a family picture in there with the fathers.

Quinn is sat at her office table going over the news that she has just read on Rachel's fan website. It's been years since she's seen the girl and she has been waiting for Rachel to come and find her, but it seems like this will never happen.

I heard, that you're settled down,
that you found a girl,
and you're married now.

Rachel has just got married. To a woman called Nicole Gibson, her co-star in her show.

I've heard, that your dreams came true,
guess she gave you things,
I didn't give to you.

The message on the website was sickening to Quinn. Rachel who obviously wrote this piece was gushing about how brilliant Nicole was and how she was her soul mate, her missing piece.

Old friend, why you so shy?
Aint like you to hold back,
or hide from the light.

After reading the news Quinn rang Mercedes to check if it was correct. The diva couldn't apologize enough for not letting Quinn know sooner, but Rachel had asked them not to tell her. Quinn closes her eyes tightly and walks out of the studio and down the flight of stairs which brings her to the streets of New York City. She flags a cab and asks him to take her to Broadway.

Once there, she pays the cab driver and stands in front of the Gerswin Theatre, looking up at the giant billboard which holds the woman of her dreams face. She takes a deep breath and goes to talk to the person on the door.

It didn't take much to get back stage, she just used her name and Rachel accepted immedietly. She is now standing in Rachel's dressing room, waiting for the diva to come off her matinee showing, waiting to see her for what will probably be the final time.

Rachel walks into the room, covered in green paint and smiles brightly at Quinn. She steps forward and goes to hug her before she realisises what make-up she has on.

I hate to turn up out of the blue univinted but I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight. I hope you'd see my face and be reminded that for me, it isn't over.

"I'm sorry to just turn up like this. I uh..."

"You saw the news?" Rachel asks and Quinn picks up on the apologietic tone to her voice.

"Why didn't you tell me Rach? I have been waiting for you for the last ten years. I've been telling Madeline that when you were ready for us, you'd come back."

Never mind I'd find, someone like you.
I wish nothing but the best, for you too.
Don't forget me, I beg,
I'll remmeber you say,
sometimes it lasts in love,
sometimes it hurts instead.
Sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead.

"Quinn this isn't appropriate." Rachel exclaims and she takes a seat and begins to remove her make-up.

"You at least owe me an explanation Rachel."

"Why didn't you come find me huh? You said you'd come find me and you never did. You tried once, and left your card. Was that supposed to be enough?"

"Rach, for 2 months I left messages with your agent. For 2 months I tried to get hold of you, to tell you I wanted to marry you, to have more kids with you. 2 fucking months and you say that wasn't enough? Well fuck you."

Quinn turns on her heel to walk out of the dressing room but stops at the door.

"Thank you for curing me. I at least know now that we were not meant to be like I thought. I'll move on. Finally. I wish nothing but the best for you and your wife Rach."

You'd know how the time flies, only,
yesterday was the time of our lives,
we were born and raised, in a summer haze,
bound by these suprise,
of our glory days.

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited but I,
couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I hope you'd see my face and be reminded that for me,
it isn't over, yet.

Never mind I'll find, someone like you,
I wish nothing bu the best for you, too.
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead.
Sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead. Yeah.

Nothing compares,
no worries or cares,
regrets and mistakes that memories make,
who would have know how bittersweet this would taste?

Never mind I'l find, someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best, for you.
Don't forget me, I beg,
I'll remember you said,
sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead.

NEver mind I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too.
DOn't forget me, I beg,
I remmeber you say.
Sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead.
Sometimes it lasts in love,
but sometimes it hurts instead. Yea, Yea.

"Quinn wait." Rachel calls before Quinn walks out of the dressing room. "Take a seat. Please let me explain."

"I don't have the time for you to mess me around Rachel."

"Sit down! You came barging in here demanding an explanation, then you'll get one." Quinn stays standing. "God you infuriate me. Yes I'm married." Quinn looks away. "It's not for love though."

"What?"

"Nicole is my co-star. She's my best friend, but she is also English. She realized that her visa was about to expire and even if she has the job she has here, they'll still deport her." She swallows loudly. "Before they came knocking we decided to do something about it. I was never going to fall in love like I did with you, and I knew it. I was doing something for my best friend."

"Why didn't you get back in contact with me 4 years ago?"

"I didn't get your messages. I swear to you. I only got the one that you actually gave to Nicole."

"You've not married for love?"

"No. I'm only in love with one person and she is sat in front of me right now."

"But..."

Rachel groans and decides she needs to show Quinn as the other woman wasn't listening. She kneels down in front of Quinn who is now sat on the couch in the dressing room and takes her hands. "Quinn listen to me. I am in love with you. I have been married to Nicole for nearly a month. We have to be married for 6, so she can stay in the country. We'll get a divorce in a few months siting musical differences and I'll be free." She smiles up at Quinn. "Free for you, if you want me still then?"

"Of course I want you. I can't believe, you're committing fraud?"

"Technically yes. We did it before the immigration office even started looking at her visa. We were smart." She smiles. "She's my best friend Quinn. She's kept me sane over the last few years."

"Rach this isn't you..." Quinn says softly and Rachel shakes her head.

"It is me. I will do anything for the people I love and I love Nicole. She is my best friend and I can't imagine my life without her in it." She smiles. "Just like I can't imagine you not being in my life. Please come back to me."

Quinn shakes her head. "You're married?"

"5 more months. We've waited all this time, please give me 5 more."

One more to go...