The year went by way too quickly. Both girls had grown more and more in love every day.
Life in Broadway was amazing for Rachel, as more people started to recognize her after each performance. She was even in a few newspapers and magazines, along with Jesse.
Rachel's friendship with Jesse. St James had taken a big step through the year, they trusted each other with almost everything and Rachel filled him in on every detail of her life while he filled her in on his.
Quinn had moved up to her own office in the studio, and began shooting for models as the assistant photographer. Even though she was no longer sharing an office with Susie, the two were still very good friends.
When they informed everyone on their engagement they all acted the same, congratulating them and acting excited but there was only a few to remember.
First one that came to mind was, Santana and Brittany.
Rachel looked at the phone in her hand and punched in the numbers that Quinn had written down on a piece of paper. She put the phone to her ear and looked uneasily at the blond who sat beside her.
"Are you sure you don't want to do this?" she asked.
Quinn smiled and lifted Rachel's free hand to her mouth, kissing each knuckle sweetly. "nope she's all yours" she responded.
"Hello?" a muffled voice came from the other end.
"Hi Santana" Rachel's voice came out more cheery then she expected.
"Berry? I swear to god you better have a good reason to interrupt my sex time" she hissed.
Rachel pulled the phone away from her ear, until the yells died down." I just wanted to talk" she responded, and earned a smile from Quinn.
"About what?" the Latina asked.
"I don't know, just stuff" the brunette pressed on.
She heard a sigh on the other end." did you cheat on Quinn?
Rachel's mouth gaped open and her eyes went wide. "What? No, why does everyone keep asking me that?" she asked, running her fingers through her hair.
She heard a laugh on the other end. "I do not get interrupted at 10PM for just a talk, now tell me who died." she demanded.
Rachel rolled her eyes. "If you would stop assuming then I would tell you why I'm calling" she announced slightly annoyed, but calmed down when she felt Quinn's hand graze her thigh.
Santana sighed. "Fine, shoot".
Rachel raised her hand in victory, normally Santana would have kept bickering.
"Well" Rachel started, biting her lip.
"Spit it out Berry" Santana yelled.
It killed Rachel how much Santana sounded like the Quinn she knew in high school.
"It's not anything bad I promise, Quinn isn't dead or anything" Rachel worded, deciding to make the Latina suffer a bit longer.
"Where s your girlfriend anyways?" Santana asked.
Rachel took this as her shot.
"Fiance " she corrected.
Suddenly laughter filled through the phone.
Rachel winced, she would not be able to hear for at least an hour after this.
" What is wrong with you Rach, first you interrupt the best sex I've had in a month, then you make me 'talk' with you and now your pulling this shit on me?" she asked furiously.
Rachel smiled brightly. "actually Santana, your best friend proposed to me last night" she said proudly.
Silence.
Rachel waited patiently, for the Latina to speak.
Silence.
Finally. "Hello?" a bubbly voice came from the other end, obviously Brittany.
"Hi" Rachel answered, slightly confused.
"Who is this and why is Santana sleeping on the floor?" she asked.
Rachel's eyes shot out of her head. She turned to Quinn and her mouth dropped open. "Santana is passed out" she whispered and put the phone back to her ear.
"Is this Santa?" Brittany asked.
Rachel rolled her eyes. "No Britt, this is not Santa its Rachel" she stated.
"Oh hey Rach how's life?" she asked.
Rachel's mouth fell open. Seriously?
"Brittany is Santana okay?" she asked.
Silence.
"Hello?" she tried again.
"Sorry I forgot you can't see my nodding, but yes she's okay, she's just having a nap on the floor" Brittany told her happily.
Rachel felt the need to yell some sense into Brittany but she cared about the girl way too much to do that, and she would rather not get the wrath of Santana.
"sure thing B, but listen Quinn and I are getting married" Rachel said smiling.
There was clapping on the other end. "Am I aloud to come?" she asked.
"Of course Brittany, you even get to be a bride s maid" she said.
There were muffled whispers on the other end then static.
"Okay tell me why and how this happened?" a voice demanded.
"Ah, good morning Santana" Rachel greeted her.
"But like I told you, Quinn proposed last night" she added and glanced at Quinn who was intently staring at her, and tracing patterns on her thigh.
"Cut the shit Rachel, I want details" she said eagerly.
"Long story short, I came home from work to a rose and a note that said to go to the bedroom and when I did there was candles and rose petals everywhere, and Quinn stood in the middle of the room in a dress, then she got down on one knee and proposed" Rachel announced.
Rachel could tell Santana was smiling on the other end, by the sound in the girl's voice.
"Rach, oh my god, I'm so happy for you, for you both. You deserve each other" the Latina told her.
Rachel's heart softened at the words her friend used, it was true both girls did deserve eachother.
"Thank you San that means a lot to me" she whispered, and realized that was the first time she had ever used a nick name for Santana. She was surprised at how naturally it rolled off her tongue.
"Pass that along to Quinn as well, and add that she's a softy" Santana told her.
"Will do Santana, tell Brittany I say goodbye and that I miss her".
During Thanksgiving about two weeks after their engagement, Quinn and Rachel had decided to take the weekend off to fly to Lima to visit their parents.
The minute they entered the Berry home, they were welcomed with open arms and swarmed with questions. Soon enough when the girls announced their secret Leroy began bouncing up and down screaming in excitement. Quinn had been nervous about how Elijah was going to react but she was surprised when he almost immediately fallowed his husband in jumping up and screaming.
What was the most surprising was the hug he pulled Quinn into and the words he whispered into her ear.
"You did good kiddo".
Quinn's parents on the other end, not so much.
Once they got there, everything was going perfectly fine, her parents weren t aware of their relationship so they kind of blindsided them.
Rachel sat next to Quinn on the opposite side of the table as Judy and Russell Fabray, which calmed her down a little.
Judy smiled at them. "So Rachel, you and Quinn have become very good friends since High school, right?" she asked.
Rachel returned her smile." yes ma'am" she responded.
Quinn found Rachel's hand under the table and gave it a tight squeeze.
"Quinnie?" her mother asked.
The blond looked away from Rachel and focused on her mother. "yes mom?" she asked.
"Are there any boys that currently have your affection?" she asked.
Quinn felt her heart sink, this was it, now or never. If it wasn't for Rachel's hand in hers, she was sure she would run.
She took a deep breath.
"mom, dad there's something I would like to talk to you about" she said.
Russell took his attention from his blackberry and met Quinn's eyes. "You're not pregnant again, are you?" he asked.
Quinn shook her head. "No way".
Her mother nodded for her to go on.
She cleared her throat. "Well as you know, I had a few friends down at the beginning on the summer, and Rachel was one of them" she whispered.
Judy nodded again.
She took in one last sharp breath. "Rachel and I have been together since then" she confessed. Then quickly added. "Together, together".
Judy's eyes went wide, and Russell's face went completely blank.
Her mother was about to speak but she raised her hand, which Rachel had to fight back a laugh, because it reminded her off when Quinn had proposed.
"I'm not done, just let me finish" she waited a few seconds before continuing.
" I'm in love with Rachel, and I have been since she stepped foot into this house, and I want you to know I wouldn't have done something this big unless I was completely sure that it was real, and it is all real, she makes me feel real" she admitted, and looked at Rachel who was staring at her lovingly.
Judy cleared her throat. "Quinnie, what is it your trying to get at?" she choked out.
"were engaged" Quinn announced.
The room went silent before she noticed that Russell was clutching his fork with so much force that his knuckles were going white.
He stood up and looked at her in disgust. "Why would you do this?" he asked softly.
Quinn stood as well. "Daddy" she tried but was cut off.
"no Quinn, you know our beliefs and you know in your heart this is wrong, I'm not going to yell, I'm not going to scream, but if this is what you want then you are never to step foot into this house again, and I mean it this time, I would rather you get pregnant 100 times, then it come down to this" he told her sternly.
Quinn felt as if she had been slapped right across the face, it had not hurt this bad when she was kicked out last time, which was bringing back bad memories.
She didn't try to fight back, she simply nodded and took Rachel's hand, beginning to walk away.
"This is her fault" he spat.
Quinn stopped dead in her footsteps.
"Excuse me?" she asked turning around.
Russell walked towards them. "this is her fault, that little fag tricked you" he hissed.
Quinn felt anger boil up in the pit of her stomach as she watched her father, raged with anger point his finger at Rachel's face.
The brunette was now on the verge of tears, which made Quinn's heart swell.
The next minute flashed before her eyes, she had pushed her father back with as much force as she could.
"You do not speak to her like that, she did nothing wrong to you, and guess what daddy? I was the one to propose, yes your little Christian daughter proposed to a girl because she's gay" Quinn yelled.
A crazed look crossed the man's eyes. He raised his hand at Quinn and she recoiled in fear.
"STOP" someone yelled. Quinn looked up to see her girlfriend standing in between her and her father. Her mother sat at the table with wide eyes, and her hand covering her mouth.
"Fine, get out" was all Russell said.
Quinn nodded and once again took Rachel's hand, leading her to the door.
The diva shot the man a look over her shoulder. "You're disgusting" she spat and both girls walked out the front door.
They were taken back in surprise when the door behind them opened. "Quinnie" a small voice yelled.
Quinn turned around to see her mother standing in the doorway. "I love you no matter what" she whispered into the cold air and shut the door leaving Quinn and Rachel standing on the front porch in shock.
Quinn awoke to the sun blinding her.
She groaned. "Rachel, what did I tell you about shutting the blinds" she yelled and glanced around the room.
Finally her eyes landed on the small diva who sat pressed up against the wall, her index finger and thumb squeezing the bridge of her nose.
Quinn shot out of bed and pulled Rachel into her arms.
"baby what's wrong?" she asked.
The brunette opened her eyes and placed her lips against Quinn's shoulder.
"nothing sweetie, I'm just stressed about the wedding, Kurt has been up my ass ever since I agreed to him designing my dress" she whispered.
Quinn pouted and brought Rachel's mouth to hers. " Rach, it's two days until our wedding, everything's set and perfect, now just pay attention to me the next two days." she said smiling.
Rachel smiled back. "I've been paying attention to you since Sophmore year" she confessed.
Quinn always felt guilty whenever Rachel brought up high school so she changed the subject. "c'mon lets go shower, besides aren't Kurt and Mercedes coming by tonight to take us to dinner?" she asked.
Rachel nodded. "You slept in again, they'll be here in 3 hours" she whispered.
Quinn narrowed her eyes. "Would it kill you to wake me?" she asked.
"Yep" Rachel whispered and kissed her nose.
Quinn leaned against the wall of the bedroom and applied the finishing touches to Rachel's mascara.
"Done" she announced.
Rachel attached their lips briefly before pulling away.
Quinn could barely feel the tingle of Rachel's lips that she loved so much against her own. "That was way too quick" she stated and pulled the brunette back in.
In the distance, a door slammed." hurry your white asses up, Kurtcedes is in the building" a voice shouted, obviously Mercedes.
"time to go" Rachel whined.
When they walked into the living room both girls gasped and Rachel tightened her grip on Quinn's hand.
Standing before them was,
Kurt, Mercedes, Artie, Tina, Santana, Brittany, Mike and Puck.
"Surprise bitches" Santana hollered with a huge smile on her face, and an infamous Brittany glued to her hip.
Rachel tuned out all of the voices and people, because the only thing she noticed was the tall lanky boy standing in the doorway.