A/N: This was so hard. But I wanted to but something up and I don't know if I can come up with a better way to write this. Hopefully you will get the idea of what is going on. Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes.

Chapter 3

"I blame Brittany."

"No you don't."

Santana shot down nonchalantly as she walked around Quinn's office, casually snooping through her friends things.

"I don't." Quinn admitted as sighed defeatedly.

"Doesn't that drive you crazy?" Quinn wondered at loud not really expecting an answered.

Santana shrugged without looking at the blonde.

"I mean, I don't even remember a time I ever got really angry at her. How does she do it?" Quinn asked the Latina.

She had always wondered how someone so head strong and quick tempered as Santana can quickly and easily melt by one look from the bubbly blonde.

"My girl is full with awesomeness that I can't explain. And I would introduce anyone to my fist who dare looked at my girl the wrong way." Santana said while continued to meddle with Quinn's things like a child.

"Put that down. It was a gift from Mila Kunis."

Santana raise her eyebrows and turned the item in her hands to further inspect the object. After a moment, she shrugged her shoulders as if she was not impress with it.

"Don't tell me she was trying to get in your pants with an ugly gift like that."

Quinn rolled her eyes.

"She's involved with someone and she was just thanking me for the great experience she had."

Quinn caught the suggestive look the Santana was giving her.

"I mean, for the magazine. Not with me personally. Oh shut up, S."

Santana smirked. She's enjoying flustered Quinn. Her blonde friend was usually in control with her emotion.

Well except when Rachel was around.

"You know I miss you guys, but can we not have anymore get-togethers? So far they all ended in disasters."

"Fine by me. I'm done hearing you whine. And you're fugly to look at."

Quinn glared at the insult but didn't say anything because her assistant had walked in handing her a bunch a papers to sign.

"Anything?" Quinn asked accepting the papers.

"Sorry, Miss Fabray. She letting it go to voicemail." Emily, her assistant, apologized.

Quinn sighed defeatedly. "Keep trying."

Emily nodded as she started walked back to her desk.

"Oh, and also try Aubrey's number." Quinn called out before Emily could pass the threshold of her office.

"Yes, Miss. Fabray."

"Thanks Emily." Quinn said as she turned her attention back to the brunette in her office.

"Well, Chloe's ignoring all my calls. So I don't know what to do."

"I find this so amusing by the way." Santana said getting bored and sat down opposite of Quinn to admire her nails.

"I mean, she just took the ring off and gave it back to me." Quinn said ignoring what Santana said.

"Who does that? I understand that she's upset with me, but to give back the ring that I gave her the night before? What am I suppose to think about that?" Quinn asked.

"You know I'm hot enough to be in your magazine?" Santana changed the subject after glancing at the many magazines laid out. She was quickly getting tired of the blonde's rant.

"Santana, please focus and help me out here." Quinn said exasperated.

"You really want me help?" Santana raised her eyebrow.

"I'm desperate, so yea."

"I honestly don't know what your dilemma is. You love Chloe, so just go apologize and start being open and honest with her about everything and anything that she wants to know."

Quinn stood still and absorbed Santana's words for a moment.

What was her problem?

The solution was simple enough but there was a weird feeling in her gut that was unexplainable.

With the sudden appearance of Rachel, the brunette has created an unsettling effect in her life that she had made after her.

When Quinn thought about proposing to Chloe everything felt right and she really thought she was ready to make that commitment, but with everything that happen in the last 24 hours, it had her really question and doubt her relationship with Chloe.

Very much of how she felt in high school, she doesn't believe that someone can get over her so easily as how Chloe gave back the ring, like their relationship with nothing. She believes that whatever she did not tell Chloe about her past should not reflected negatively on who she is now and should not have effected their relationship as detrimental as it has.

While Quinn was mulling over her thoughts, she didn't notice Santana on her phone.

"Here, write this down." Santana said snapping the blonde out of her thoughts.

"What is it?" Quinn asked as she searched for a pen and paper on her desk.

"It's the location of Chloe." Santana answered nonchalantly.

"What?" Quinn was shocked.

"I told you Aubrey has major lady boner for me." Santana said smug as she passed her phone to Quinn.

Quinn looked down at the device and was reading the text message conversation between the two girls. After she was done the blonde raised an eyebrow at her friend.

"Don't give me that look. It's all one-sided. You know I'll never hurt Britt." Santana said.

Quinn nodded her head. The text conversation was innocent but she didn't even think that the two would ever talk to each other without herself or Chloe. But the seriousness in the brunette's voice erased any suspicion that she was forming in her head.

She quickly wrote down the address.

"Thanks for this, S. I owe you." Quinn said as they both got up and started exiting the blonde's office. She was anxious to see Chloe and try to fix her mistake.

"Whatever." Santana shrugged her off. "Since you're ditching me for lunch, I'm going to see if I can catch Britt on her break."

"Next lunch is on me. Whatever you want to go." Quinn said as the made the way out of the building to go the separate ways.

Quinn was quickly going through things in head of what to say to Chloe during the cab ride to the address Aubrey sent to Santana. She didn't know exactly where she was going but that really didn't concern her. Chloe's job always required to be at different locations.

When the cab stop she automatically paid the driver before stepping out into the pavement. She immediately spotted the construction area in front of the building that matched the address in her hand.

She stopped and smiled at the busy area. There were stacks of hardwood sheets, various type of wood, dry wall and other materials laying on the sidewalk. She was proud of Chloe and the growth of the company of Chloe Designs. She remembered when Chloe started with smaller jobs. She really made a name for herself in this business.

There were a lot of men working on the site and she recognize Carlos, one of Chloe's main and probably the best contractor that she uses on big jobs like this one. As she was heading towards him to ask him if Chloe was around, she misstepped and caught her heel on something and went forward, hitting metal railing that were both sides of the small steps leading up to the main entrance on her leg.

"Ahh..." She yelped in pain.

Even though her accident that left her legs temporary paralyzed was a little over 10 years ago, her legs sometime still gave her some trouble.

"Miss Fabray!" A worker nearby rushed over to the blonde after hearing her scream in pain.

Rachel is was in the house talking to Carlos when she heard the commotion and ran outside to find the blonde on her steps.

"Quinn, are you okay?" Rachel immediately leaned down to look at the leg Quinn was holding.

Quinn just groaned in pain. She was feeling a lot of pain.

Rachel looked down worrying at the sight. She was a mess when Quinn had her accident and was afraid that the blonde hurt herself enough to paralyzed her leg again.

"Quinn, can feel your legs?" Rachel asked panicky afraid of the answer.

"Yeah, It just hurts." Quinn reassured her quickly.

"We should take you to the hospital." Rachel said rushed. "Carlos, can you carry her and put her in my car?"

"Yea, of course." Carlos immediately went down to pick up the blonde.

"NO!" Quinn hated hospitals.

"Quinn! You need to get this looked at." Rachel tried.

"No. I'm okay. The pain will go away. Just give me a second." Quinn pleaded to Rachel.

"Quinn, stop being stubborn. You could have cause more damaged to your leg. Please lets just get a doctor look at it."

"It's been 10 years, Rachel. My leg has healed perfectly. I just had a regular fall." Quinn still trying to mask the injury.

Rachel didn't believe her.

"Help me up." Quinn looked at Rachel expectingly.

Rachel was still worried. And instead of fulfilling the blonde's request, she turned to the contractor.

"Carlos, lift her up." Rachel commanded.

"Don't you dare touch me, Carlos." Quinn stopped the man in his tracks.

The poor man didn't know what to do. He has meet the blonde plenty of times and had a chance to see and experience the HBIC in full force.

"She's right, Quinn. You need to go to the hospital." Carlos tried to convince her.

Quinn scoffed. There is no way she was going to the hospital. She had successfully avoided the trip for 10 years, there's no way she's ruining it now.

Quinn groan as she grabbed the rails to push herself up.

Rachel quickly stepped forward to help the blonde.

"Are you insane?" Rachel yelled as she quickly got a hold of the blonde's arm to help her steady herself.

"See? I'm fine." Quinn said standing up fully looking down smug at the brunette.

Rachel shook her head as she watch the blonde moving her legs around.

"What's the matter with you?" Rachel pushed the blonde.

"Whoa." Quinn grabbed the rail behind her to help her balance. She was not expecting Rachel to be angry with her.

Carlos and his men decided to walk away from the two girls and get back to work.

"I don't care if it's has been 10 years, you still act like a complete idiot." Rachel ranted frustrated with the blonde stubbornness.

"Rachel, I'm fine. I promise." Quinn said trying to calm the brunette. She was shocked at the tiny brunette's reaction.

"If you won't go to the hospital, can I at least clean the wound?" Rachel asked trying to calm herself down.

Quinn looked down at her leg. She was wearing a dress so she could easy see the blood dripping down her leg.

Quinn sighed.

"Lead the way." Quinn grumbled. It was just a small cut but she learned early on it was useless to argue with the brunette.

Rachel grabbed the blonde's arm to help her up the few steps. Quinn was surprised from the touch of the brunette even though the help was unneeded. She was perfectly fine to walk to the bathroom on her own. Her arm was experiencing a familiar tingle. Quinn gulped and try not to let Rachel notice how much effect she was having on her by a simple touch. She felt like her arm was on fire, she completely forgot about the pain in her leg.

"The bathroom is this way." Rachel said turning right into a hallway.

Quinn looked around the apartment. It was huge. Didn't really have much in it now as it looked like it was demolishing mode right now.

Quinn stepped into the bathroom after Rachel and sat in the small chair in the corner.

Rachel disappeared for a moment, probably to find the first aid kit.

"Why are you here?" Rachel asked coming back with the first aid kit in her hands and sat next to the blonde.

"You insisted." Quinn answered confused.

Rachel rolled her eyes as she grabbed the hydrogen peroxide.

"I mean at my apartment." Rachel clarified.

"Oh," Quinn completely forgot about Chloe.

"I was trying to find Chloe." Quinn hissed when Rachel poured the hydrogen peroxide on her wound.

"You just missed her." Rachel said focusing cleaning up the wound.

"Figures." Quinn replied cursing her bad luck.

Rachel finishes and makes eye contact with the blonde.

"There I feel a little better now. Are you sure you're not in any kind of pain?" Rachel asked still worried. "It looks like it might be bruise for a couple of days."

"Trust me, I know my limits."

Rachel gave her a knowing small smile. Quinn never liked to show weakness.

"Is the reason you came related to the fact there is no longer a ring on Chloe's finger?" Rachel asked.

"You noticed that, huh?" Quinn said looking down at the floor.

"That and she look like a complete mess." Rachel said.

"Yeah. I guess I'm more horrible at this engagement thing then Finn is." Quinn said snidely.

"Sorry, habit." She apologized for the jab.

Rachel rolled her eyes. Quinn stood up and Rachel copied her action.

"Look, I came here to talk to Chloe because she's avoiding me and hasn't answered any of my calls. So, since she's not here, I better be going." Quinn said as she moved towards the door.

Rachel nodded her head.

Quinn stopped and looked at Rachel. The whole incident and they way Rachel worried about her, gave her these feelings she hadn't felt in a while.

"I'm sorry about last night." Quinn apologized.

"I understand. You were probably shocked and I know how you react when you're not in control on a situation."

Quinn frowned. Rachel wasn't wrong. Quinn did like control and knowing situation before she walked into it.

"I want to work on being friends. I really missed you Rach. And with Chloe designing your apartment, we're going to be in each others lives. I don't want to have any tension or bad vibes between us."

"I missed you too, Quinn."

Rachel slowly moved forward to close the space between them. Quinn meet her halfway and circle her arms around her.

Quinn sighed in the embrace. She rested her chin on top of Rachel's head like she always did when they were younger. It was familiar. It was nice.

"I should go." Quinn was the first to pull back slightly to look at Rachel.

"Yeah." Rachel nodded slightly disappointed when Quinn pulled back. She was enjoying of being in the blonde's arms once again. "Are you sure you going to be okay?"

"Don't worry about me." Quinn smiled.

Rachel nodded her head and smiled.

"I'll always worry about you Quinn." Rachel whispered like she was scared to reveal to herself and Quinn.

At the small revelation, Quinn brought her hands to cupped Rachel face and stared at the women adoringly. She took in every details of her face. When she was younger she would always study the brunette's face trying to memorize every little detail. She couldn't help herself. Some features have change slightly but Rachel still looked beautiful.

Rachel knew what Quinn was doing. She just stood there enjoying the warmth from Quinn's hands.

Quinn leaned her forehead on the brunettes and licked her lips as she starred at Rachel's.

"What are you doing?" Rachel asked softly even though she knew the answer and she wanted it as much as Quinn wanted it. She missed those lips on her lips.

"I don't know." Quinn answered honestly.

Quinn rubbed their nose softly against each other before slowly closing the gap.

"Wait, Quinn..." Rachel leaned back a little so their lips didn't meet.

"What is it?" Quinn asked.

"I know you don't want to hurt Chloe."

Quinn looked down at the ground as Rachel completely removed herself from the blonde to create a safe distance from her.

Quinn didn't want to hurt Chloe. She's hurt her enough already. But Rachel was Rachel. There's history and from seeing her today, Quinn realize there might be some unresolved feelings still there. If she was honest with herself a lot of unresolved feeling. But she could't let herself think like that.

Rachel reached into Quinn's purse that was on the counter and grabbed her phone.

"What are you doing?" Quinn watched confused.

"I want you to call me and let me know you got home safe. And you will be going straight home. If I find out otherwise, I will find a way to get you to a hospital." Rachel threaten.

Quinn rolled her eyes.

"I told you, I'll be fine, Rach."

Rachel ignored her and add her contact information in the blonde's phone before putting the device back where she found it.

"Please, Quinn." Rachel looked at her sternly, leaving no room for an argument.

Quinn relented.

"Fine."

Quinn grabbed her purse and started heading towards the door again.

"She'll forgive you." Rachel said before the blonde left.

Quinn stopped but didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say.

"I'm surprise she gave you back the ring. You are quite the charmer Quinn Fabray."

"Well, like you said outside, I could be a complete idiot sometimes."

Rachel laughed and it was music to Quinn's ears. Maybe having Rachel make in her life wasn't so bad.

Quinn was standing on her balcony outside enjoying the night cool breeze. Every since she moved into this apartment she loved to admire the New York City lights. They reminded her what she had accomplished and to be thankful and not take it for granted.

Every since she was little, she had always dreamed about getting out of Lima. There were times where she thought she would never leave that town and end up being a real estate agent with a boring life.

When she started dating Rachel is when all those doubts faded away. Rachel's passion, ambition and dreams were so inspiring to her.

Before they started dating she found them annoying and she can admit now that she was jealous of Rachel.

But she quickly realized she was so enamored with the brunette's passion and aspiration, she found herself falling in love with her.

Quinn sighed as she rested her hip on the side rail and raised the glass a wine towards her lips for a small sip. She had gone all day not hearing one word from Chloe. In the other hand Quinn raised the engagement ring that Chloe gave back to her.

"Quinnie!"

Surprised by the intruder, Quinn jumped slightly, almost dropping the ring.

She closed her eyes and sighed in relief the metal ring with still in her hands. She then cringed when she heard the sound of glass shattering below her. She slowly open one eyelid to hopefully see no one got hurt. Thankfully the streets were empty and there was barely a soul in sight.

She turned around to face the intruder who was making their way out towards her on the terrace.

"Quinnie, why are you outside? Aren't you cold?" Judy asked her youngest daughter.

"Mom! Why are you here? You scared me to death." Quinn replied passing her mother to step inside her apartment. "How did you even get inside?"

"Hey Quinn."

Quinn whipped her head around to find her sister, Frannie, helping herself in her kitchen.

"Don't tell me you brought your evil spawns with yo..."

"Boo!" Frannie twins screamed out from the other side of the couch as Quinn was walking past.

"Jeez.." Quinn put her hand over her heart. "What is it scare Aunt Quinn today." Quinn said before she pinned both boys down and started tickling them.

"What is everyone doing here?" Quinn asked walking away from the boys to look at both her sister and mother.

"Where's Chloe?" Judy asked her daughter.

Quinn looked upset and didn't say anything and went to her room.

Judy looked at her eldest daughter who also seemed confused by the blonde's demeanor.

Quinn sighed. She was embarrassed to tell her older sister and her mother what had happened. Especially her mother, who has been waiting to plan her youngest daughter wedding. She needed a moment to herself before she told them what was going on.

She retrieve the ring from her pocket and placed it back in the box on her nightstand.

"Quinnie!"

Quinn rolled her eyes when she hears her mother knocking on her door. She stomps over to open the door and brush passed her mother again to pour herself a drink in the kitchen, feeling her mother hot on her heels. She overhears her sister telling the crazy twins to behave. Every single time the twins visited her, they always happened to break something of hers.

"Quinn!" Judy trying to get her daughters attention.

"What is it, mother?" Quinn turned around finally facing her mom.

"What's the matter? Where's Chloe?" Judy asked concerned.

Quinn starred at her mother and bit her lip to stop herself from crying in front of her mother.

"Oh baby," Judy sympathize, knowing that look on her daughters face.

"Did Chloe turn down your proposal?" Frannie asked joining to the girls in the kitchen.

"Frannie!" Judy scolded at Frannie insensitivity.

"What?" Frannie shrugged.

Quinn rolled her eyes.

"No she didn't say no." Quinn said.

"So my baby girl is finally engaged?!" Judy asked with excitement.

"No." Quinn shot down.

"Okay, I don't understand. Is it different when its two women involved? I'm not getting it." Judy asked confused.

"Did she cheat on you?"

"Frannie, no!" Quinn glared at her older sister.

"Frannie stop. Please Quinn, just explain what happened." Judy asked calmly.

Quinn sighed.

"I proposed and she said yes." Quinn said slowly as she watched her mother and her sister hanging on every word.

"And then I found out that she picked up a client that happens to be my ex-girlfriend in high school. And unbeknownst to me, we all had dinner at Santana and Brittany's house, and things kind of went wrong. So she gave me the ring back." Quinn explained watching the reaction on both girls faces.

"Ex-girlfriend?" Judy asked confused.

"Rachel!?" Frannie gasp in realization.

"Yeah." Quinn confirmed.

"God, you have bad luck, Quinn." Frannie laughed at her sister's unfortunate situation.

She hadn't been around a lot when Quinn was dating Rachel, but those few times when she witness, she never seen her sister that happy and in love. If it wasn't for Quinn's accident and her stupidity, they would probably still be together. She knows that Quinn loves Chloe but there was something more with Rachel that she couldn't explained.

"Frannie, we need to visit Rachel. I haven't seen her in ages." Judy said excitingly.

Quinn rolled her eyes again. When her mother and sister where around, it seem like she does that often. Of course they dismissed her feelings and all they care about is to see Rachel.

She downs her whole glass as she tunes out her mother and sister when she hears something break in her house.

"Frannie, your boys are in my room." Quinn placed her glass on the counter and stomps to her room to assessed the damaged.

"Kyle and Ryan! What did I tell you boys?" Frannie yelled.

Quinn stepped into her room as the boys were running out of it. She can hear her sister getting on to the boys.

She carefully bends down to see a shattered frame of her and Chloe on the floor. They took the took the picture on one of their earlier of many trips of central park. She smiled at the memory.

"What does your perfect house look like?" Chloe asked.

Quinn smiled.

"Are you testing me out as one of your clients." Quinn asked as she popped a grape in her mouth.

"No," Chloe shook her head playfully. "I want to know if it's similar to what I want, and if we are a good match."

"So your own Cosmo quiz?" Quinn asked.

"If you want to look at it that way? Just answer the question.

"Simple. I like things simple but with meaning behind them. I would have a room full of books. I don't want a huge place where we have wasted space. I don't know. I want to feel like home and not a much of nice things just to impress our friends." Quinn thought about how she felt in her home at Lima. Everything was all for show.

"I like that." Chloe gave Quinn a chaste kiss.

"So I passed?"

"It wasn't a test."

"What about you?"

"I just want to be with you. To share and compromised things with you. All the clients I had so far, the wife has one room that's all hers and the husband has his space. I don't want to be like that. I want it to be our space. I enjoy hanging out with you, sometimes I think i'm going crazy of how much i'm falling in love with you."

Quinn raised her eyebrow in shock. They never said those words to each other. Well technically Chloe didn't say those words but it had the same effect on the blonde.

Chloe looked at Quinn a little nervous waiting for her reaction.

Quinn smiled at the sight. Since she's known the redhead, she has never seen her nervous and she finds it completely adorable.

Quinn slowly pulls Chloe's face towards her tipping her chin up slightly to press their lips together. It started off slow until Chloe slip her tongue in Quinn's mouth. Quinn groaned as she wanted to take this further but remembered that they were out in public and she needed to stop this before she lost control.

Quinn pulled back slowly, leaning their forehead together.

"I'm falling in love with you too." Quinn smiled.

Chloe lean forward to close the gap again and was unlike their previous heated kiss. It was slow and sensual like they were taking their time to memorize everything about it, the touch, the taste, and basking in the feeling of their revelation to each other.

The two girls were so involved with one another that they didn't notice their friends, who were late, took a picture of them.

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