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(Dianna's POV)
"Stop, Stop, you've only known the girl for six weeks" Santana said.
I gave my opponent three jabs to the stomach "I'm in love, she's smart, sexy, spontaneous, complicated, she's the sweetest thing I've ever seen."
"I knew Noah for two and a half years he asked me to marry him. You have to have a foundation of friendship, the other stuff fades."
"Like I'm going to take relationship advice from you."
"What does she do?"
"She's a server on wall street, she's there day and night. She's like batman for computers.
"I give the whole thing six months tops"
"S, I asked her to marry me".
"What!"
"I'm getting married"
"I can't hear you"
"I'm getting married"
"I can't hear her, can you stop punching her, I think she said something crazy"
My opponent stood up and walked out of the ring "I'm getting married"
"Just like that! You barely know her, what if she has a drug business or something?"
"She doesn't have a drug business" I stepped into the shower and began to rinse off the sweat dripping down my body.
(Lea POV)
Brittany climbed on the cliff beside me "So you don't think this is happening a little fast?" She asked me.
"You know me, I never do anything without thinking it through."
"What does she do?"
"She's in construction, a big time contractor. She's gone as much as I am so its perfect."
"As long as you think it's alright" That's why I liked Brittany, she would do anything for me and never judged me, sweetest could you could ever find.
FIVE OR SIX YEARS LATER
I watched as Quinn retrieved the paper from the front step as I made tea. It's not the life I imagined but it's better than some marriages.
She walked up beside me as I was brushing my teeth. She hung up her robe only to let it fall to the ground and leave it there. She played with the water for a few seconds before muttering something about filters.
I shook my robe off as I walked into the bedroom where she had started dressing for the day "So what did you think of doctor Wexler? His questions were a bit wishy washy."
"Yeah"
"His office is clear across town"
"Well you know four o'clock means he hit rush hour" She pulled a shirt from the wardrobe and tried it on. "I'm not crazy about that."
"So that's settled then, yeah?"
"Okay" It was so hard to figure things out with her. She went watched tv while I finished getting ready, then we walked to the garage together.
"Oh um, Dinner's at seven" I got in my car before he could come up with any type of answer.
I began my commute to work blaring show tunes though the radio, something's haven't changed since high school. She drove the opposite way down the street.
The day was boring, I mostly sat around planning what to make for supper.
When I got home I put chicken in the oven and cut up vegetables for the salad. When I saw her pull in I spun the knife around a few times feeling like a badass.
"Hey babe" She walked in dripping wet, getting water all over the new floors.
"Perfect timing"
"It's pissing rain out there, Gardner left the lawn mower out." She handed me the groceries I asked her to pick up with a kiss on the cheek.
"How was work?"
"So-so"
"Oh I got new curtains"
"Did ya?" I knew she tried to sound excited even though she really didn't care. She walked around the corner and made herself a martini.
"Well?" I walked into the living room with something of a uninterested moan from her "What do you think?"
"Huh"
"There was a struggle over the material, this little tea sandwich of a man. He got his hands on them first, but I won." I turned to her with a proud smile.
"Of course you did" she was more interested in her drink than me.
"They're a bit green, so I think we'll have to re-upholster the cushions and defiantly get a new rug, I was thinking a Persian."
"Yeah, or we could just keep the old ones then we don't have to change a thing."
I pursed my lips "We talked about this, you remember?"
She swallowed the olive in her mouth "I remember, I remember because we said we'd wait."
I sighed "If you don't like them we can take them back."
"Okay, I don't like them"
"You'll get used to them" I smirked and walked away. "Can you bring the lawnmower in?"
I heard the door close and saw her pushing the mower through the downpour, trying desperately to cover her head with her hoodless jacket.
I stood on a chair and tilted it so it was on one leg in order to reach the curtains properly, when he walked in. I quickly righted the chair and went to the kitchen to fetch supper.
"Remember you have your appointment with doctor Wexler today". I reminded her as we cleared our plates.
(Quinn POV)
"So part two here we are, you're here alone, why is that?" Doctor Wexler asked from across the table.
"I'm not sure really, let me clarify, I love my wife, I want her to be happy, I want good things for her, but there are times" I made a strangling motion with my hands.
After that he tended to stick to neutral questions with yes or no answers. When I got home Rachel was already in bed. I had a quick shower then jumped into bed where she was reading. I flicked off my light and tried to get comfy. Her light was bright as fuck though "Honey would you ju-"
"Five more minutes" I knew it would end up being at least another half hour but I didn't see a point in arguing.
(Rachel POV)
After work I drove straight over to doctor Wexler's office for my solo appointment.
"There's this space that just keeps filling up with things we don't say to each other, what is that called?"
"Marriage" He replied simply. I looked down and played with my wedding band. "What don't you say to each other?" When I didn't answer he decided on another question " How honest are you with her?"
"Pretty honest. I mean its not like I lie to him or anything, we just, uh, have little secrets, everybody has secrets."
At supper I was sitting across the table from Quinn like always. "Did you try something new?" Trust her to notice the peas I added but not the new curtains.
"I added peas" I said after taking a sip of wine.
"Yeah peas, yeah it's the green" She could be so, uggh sometimes. "Sweetheart would you pass the salt?" she was reading the paper.
"It's in the middle of the table"
"Oh is that the middle of the table?"
"Yeah, it's between you and me"
The phone rang and I excuse myself from the table going into my office. It was Brittany she had a new mission, if you like, for me. I caught Quinn looking at me though the window from the TV room, so I faked a laugh and hung up.
I tied my trench coat as Quinn came in and started banging things around. "Jesus you scared me."
"I'm sorry honey, I was looking for the, you going out?"She asked with our backs still facing each other.
I spritzed some perfume on "Some clown crashed a law firm downtown and ended the world as they know it" I flung my bag over my arm "So yes"
"We promised the Colemans"
I picked out a scarf "I know" The Colemans were our annoying neighbours who kept asking us over for dinner. "I'll be there, in and out, just a quickie" I left the house and drove to my destination.
I left my car at my office and hailed a cab, who drove me to a fancy hotel. A man opened the door for me and I thanked him as I got out.
When I got to the top floor a man checked my bag "We got a plane in an hour"
"Alright" He let me past into a room with a bunch of guys watching TV. He opened the door for the master bedroom and I locked it as soon as he left.
My target was in the bathroom, I smirked at him as he walked out in nothing but a striped robe. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and looked me up and down smiling.
I undid my jacket and pushed him on his knees, whipping him in the process. I fastened the handcuff and whipped him harder, how he enjoyed it, I'll never understand.
"You've been a bad boy?" I turned to sexy on in my voice.
"Yes"
"You know what happens to bad boys?" I asked and walked around him. "They get punished"
"Punish me"
"You've been selling big guns to bad people" I wish I could've seen his face when he realized that I wasn't here to have sex with him. I snapped his neck and let him fall to the ground.
His accomplices knocked on the door as I put my jacket on and walked out on the balcony. I pulled my phone out to check the time "Ugh, Colemans" I picked up my purse, hooked it on to a light and jumped off the side of a building, landing at just the right moment to get a cab.
(Quinn POV)
I sipped from my flask as the cabbie drove me to the bar, as much as I want to say I was going to drink and have a good time, I had a job to do.
I put on my "drunk" act and wobbled through the hall towards the back of the building. In the employees only section I found my targets sitting around a table playing poker.
"Sorry, where's the can around here?" I slurred looking around the room. "Hey you guys playing poker?"
"Private game, piss off" one of the three men said as I walked closer to the table.
"Can I sit in? Do you think I could sit in?" they weren't getting rid of me that easily.
"What part of piss off do you not understand?"
"Guys, whoa whoa, I got the cash" The silent man pulled back his jacket to reveal a hand gun. "Hey that's real cool, you're cool. Look, see what I'm saying, see what I'm saying?" I showed my wad of cash to the three men. "Anyone interested?" I sniffed it. "No, cause I'll clean you out, I understand" I made to put the cash back but dropped it on purpose, I bent down to pick it up. "Listen- Hey those are really nice shoes" I hit my head on the chair on the way down. I held on to the empty chair "There's an empty chair right here."
"That is Lucky's chair"
"Where's Lucky? I don't see him."
"Lucky's not back yet"
"Then I'll sit here, unless I'm too hot for you?"
"Alright but just until Luckys back"
I threw in my flask after a while and one of the guys picked it up "To dodging bullets, love Rachel" the others laughed at it.
"In the pot" I tried to sound more wasted than I was twenty minutes ago. The men we're getting drunker and started singing a little when another man walked in the room.
"What the hell is this?"
"Looks like you're done, love"
"Oh you're lucky?" I asked positing my gun under my armpit.
"Yeah, what are you doing here? Looking for a job or something?"
"You are the job" I shot him then the others while sliding back and shutting the door with my chair. I tucked my guns back in their holsters and put my flask away. Walking out of the room I grabbed my jacket off the back of the chair and got a taxi back home.
I walked into the bedroom where Rachel's jacket was on the floor. "Hey baby I didn't hear you downstairs"
"Yeah I went to the sports bar put a little money on the game." I hung her jacket up.
"How'd you do?"
"I got Lucky" I mentally laughed at my joke. Once she was dressed we walked over to the Coleman's with a bottle of champagne.
"Welcome neighbours" they greeted us cheerfully.
"Hey" we responded in unison. Individual greetings were shared as they took our jackets. I followed Martin to the bar.
"Do you want a Cuban?" The men had gotten used to treating me like one of the guys after realizing that I could drink better than all of them.
"Oh no, I don't smoke"
"Ah well, clean body, clean soul, that's what Suzie says"
"Ain't that the truth" His kids ran up to him so I left and went to find the other guys and a drink. "Hey boys" I greeted the men "Scotch" I told the bartender.
"So Quinn how'd you make out in the last quarter?"
"I actually have all my dough buried under my tool shed" They took it as a joke.
` When I walked past the living room, I locked eyes with Rachel who was holding a baby. I walked away as fast as I could worrying about if she wanted a kid.
When the mother took the baby away she found me and we left. We were silent until she startd brushing her teeth.
"I liked your dress tonight" I said while clipping my nails. "It was nice"
"Thank you"