A/N 1: Thanks for the reviews (thanks Jay and cookd96 for your comments). I am amazed that I got any reviews to be honest as was playing up so much. So frustrating when I could see some of the fics I love had been updated but I couldn't access the new chapter- not impressed . Not impressed. Still it means I have lots to read tonight :-)
Quinn's POV
I wake up to the sound of a soft knocking on my window. I immediately startle awake and sit up as I blink confusedly at my surroundings. I look up to see Leroy Berry looking back at me with a confused expression.
"Are you okay?" He asks looking concerned.
I nod silently, not really trusting my voice. I am vaguely aware of what a state I must look as I run my hand through my wild hair.
"Would you like to come inside?" He offers kindly. "You don't need to talk about anything." He adds obviously sensing my hesitation.
I smile at him gratefully and follow him quietly into the house. As we enter Hiram is walking down the stairs followed closely by a cutely dishevelled, sleepy looking Rachel.
"Quinn what are you doing here? Did something happen? Daddy just woke me up and said that you car was outside. Are you okay?" Rachel babbles worriedly.
I shake my head 'no' as my lip trembles, the tears that have been threatening since Breadsticks the night before finally spilling over. Rachel immediately has her arms wrapped around me, holding me close to the warmth of her body as she makes soft shushing sounds. I close my eyes as I cling to her like a lifeline.
"Rachel honey, why don't you take Quinn upstairs?" Hiram suggests softly. "She must be exhausted."
Rachel nods and pulls away slightly to take my hand and lead me silently up to her room.
Rachel's POV
Quinn has finally cried herself into exhaustion and fallen asleep. I give her a quick kiss on the forehead and head downstairs to speak with my Dads.
"How is she honey?" My Daddy asks anxiously as soon as I step into the kitchen.
"What happened?" My Dad asks at the same time, his concern apparent.
"I don't know anything yet." I say tiredly. "So far I have just let her cry it out and now she is sleeping. I just wanted to come down and ask you if it is okay for her to stay here for a while?"
"Of course honey." My Daddy says instantly.
"Quinn is welcome here any time sweetheart, okay?" My Dad assures me and I smile at them both with watery eyes. I don't think I ever loved either of them more than I do in this moment.
"Thank you Dad, Daddy." I sniffle as they both wrap me into a warm hug. "I love you."
"We love you too baby." They both reply as we hold each other.
With one last squeeze I turn to head back to my room and see Quinn hovering awkwardly in the doorway, her hand nervously rubbing the back of her neck.
"Quinn what are you doing up?" I chastise softly as I make my way over to her.
"I woke up and you weren't there." Quinn says in a quiet, embarrassed tone as she shuffles her feet sheepishly. I smile at her adoringly as I take her hand in mine.
"Come on sweetheart, let's get you back to bed."
She follows me again up the stairs. I carefully get her into bed and then climb in beside her and wrap my arms around her tightly as she rests her head against my shoulder.
"Will you be here when I wake up?" Quinn asks me in a small voice that is so vulnerable that it makes my heart ache for the girl in my arms.
"Of course."
"Promise?"
"Promise." I give her a gentle squeeze of reassurance.
I watch as Quinn lets out a small sigh and nuzzles into me as she closes her eyes. I hear her breathing even out as she falls asleep and I finally close my own eyes to let sleep claim me.
Rachel's POV
I feel disorientated as I blink my eyes open slowly, uncertain of what time it is although my room is still dark. The feel of soft lips against my neck alerts me to what had awoken me. I feel Quinn move down my neck and on to my shoulder. She brushes the strap of my cami to the side as her lips connect with my shoulder and work their way across my chest.
"Quinn?" I whisper into the darkness.
"Mmm." Quinn mumbles, her lips never stopping their trek across my skin.
"Quinn." I try again as I tug her upwards towards my face. Her lips are on mine desperately before I have the chance to say anything else. Her lips move against mine frantically as she kisses me hard and urgent. I can feel her tugging on my top insistently as she tries to remove it without breaking the contact between our bodies, whining in frustration when her attempts prove futile.
My body is already aflame from her touch but I force myself to push down the desire as concern takes over. I know something is wrong and as I reach up to caress her face my suspicions are confirmed by the tears I find there. My heart lurches painfully as I feel the wetness on her cheeks. I pull away from her lips with great difficulty as Quinn automatically tries to close any distance between us.
"Quinn." I say gently, panting lightly to regain control of my breath and my body. "Baby speak to me."
"Rachel." Quinn whimpers in a broken voice. "I need you." She pleads as she chokes back a sob.
"Baby..." I start to protest as my mind wars with itself on what is the right thing to do in this situation.
"Please," Quinn begs, her voice small and full of anguish. "Make me feel better."
Slowly I push Quinn onto her back as I roll carefully on top of her. I press my lips tenderly to hers as I run my hands gently though her hair. I slowly remove both of our clothes until no layers remain between us. As I discard our clothes I press my body gently against hers, being sure that our bodies are touching everywhere possible to maximise the contact between us.
Keeping my touches slow and deliberate my lips caress hers as my hands slowly trace over her body. I stroke a hand down between us and carefully pinch a nipple, causing Quinn to gasp against my lips and tighten her arms around me.
"More." She gasps softly.
I pinch and rub her nipples, eliciting soft whimpers and moans from Quinn as she writhes beneath me. As her moans become more desperate and her writhing more frantic I trail my hand slowly over her abs and down into her warm, waiting centre.
I keep kissing her tenderly as I push my fingers slowly inside of her. Quinn makes a soft whining sound as she bucks her hips against me impatiently. I quickly build up my speed, giving her what she needs as I pump my fingers in and out of her rapidly as my thumb massages over her clit.
The contact between our lips breaks as Quinn drops her head down to rest against my shoulder, her breath panting harshly against my neck. Her arms tighten around me, clinging to me desperately as her body trembles and shakes beneath me. Quinn cries out softly into my shoulder as her body stiffens, her body arching sharply into me and then finally slumps back down into the bed.
I stay where I am above her, surrounding her as I stroke her hair tenderly from her face as she gets her breath back. Slowly she blinks her eyes open and gazes up at me, her eyes swirling with intense emotion. Quinn reaches up and runs her hands gently through my hair as she presses her lips softly to mine.
"Thank you." She whispers as she rests her forehead to mine.
Rachel's POV
A soft light fills my room as dawn breaks outside. I gaze down at Quinn as my free hand caresses over her tummy as she lays nestled against my shoulder. We have been lying quietly in each other's arms for a few hours as I do my best to offer her some comfort.
"I don't deserve you." Quinn says softly, breaking the quiet.
"What do you mean?" I ask gently.
"I'm sorry that I didn't protect you." She takes a shuddering breath. "I'm sorry that you had to meet him at all." She says sadly. "The things he said and those looks," she shakes her head with a frustrated sigh. "He was awful to you. I am so sorry Rachel." She gazes at me with teary eyes, her face full of anguish.
"Oh sweetheart." I sigh sadly. "Is that what all this has been about?" I ask gently.
Quinn bites her lip and nods before taking a breath.
"That and," she pauses as she visibly tries to control her emotions. "He also mentioned Beth." She finishes so quietly that I only just hear her. I feel myself stiffen immediately in anger.
That asshole!
"That asshole!" I clench my jaw as I try to reign in my anger. Quinn needs my love and comfort right now, not me getting crazy angry on her behalf. "He really had the gall to bring her up to you after everything that he did?" I ask in disbelief and outrage. "Baby." I tell her seriously. "You didn't do anything wrong tonight okay? You are not at fault for your father's behaviour. As for him bringing up Beth..." I trail off and let out a huff of anger. "He is lucky that I'm not marching over there right now and unleashing a full Rachel Berry rant on him."
"I would pay to see that." Quinn giggles softly and it honestly sounds like music right now. "I still feel as though I let you down." She sighs sadly, turning serious again.
I cup Quinn's chin to raise her eyes to mine and hold her gaze steadily.
"You could never let me down Quinn." I tell her firmly. "I am so proud of you, of who you are and of who you are becoming." I tell her.
"You are proud of me?" Quinn asks in childlike awe.
"So proud." I smile tenderly at her as I stroke her hair.
"Nobody has ever said that to me before." She whispers as her eyes fill again with tears.
"Oh no, no more tears." I say anxiously, not having meant to make her upset again.
"They are good." Quinn says with a watery laugh. "Good tears." She sniffles softly as she snuggles into me. "Thank you for being such a good friend." She murmurs.
"Any time baby, any time." I whisper as I place a soft kiss against her head.
Quinn's POV
"What do you want to do today?" Rachel asks me quietly as her fingers trail softly over my stomach.
"I want to bake." I tell her with a small smile.
"I can teach you how to make me vegan cookies!" Rachel exclaims brightly and I smile adoringly at her, grateful that she understands my need to just have an easy, silly day after all of the emotions of last night.
When we get downstairs into the kitchen Rachel is immediately all business as she pulls on her apron and starts pulling out her recipe book and various ingredients and utensils. As she gets everything sorted I step up behind her and slip my arms around her waist.
"I thought you wanted to bake?" She smiles over her shoulder in amusement.
"Mmm, I am." I grin as I nuzzle into her neck. "You look cute in an apron."
Rachel smiles at me as she turns in my arms and pecks a sweet kiss to my lips.
"Okay now you need to put on your apron and help me with this Fabray." She orders bossily as she gives me butt a playful slap. "You are supposed to be learning how to bake nice treats for me." She scolds teasingly.
"Yes ma'am." I giggle. "Okay so what is first?" I ask as I pull my apron on and eye the various ingredients set out on the counter.
Rachel's POV
It feels good to hear Quinn laughing again as a smile spreads across her face.
"Baby you have flour on your face." Quinn giggles as she steps closer to me.
"Where?" I ask as I wipe at my face.
"Right... here." Quinn grins mischievously as she smears a floury hand down my cheek.
"Quinn!" I protest with a squeal as I bat her hands away. Quinn laughs raucously at me as I scowl playfully at her.
"Oh you think that was funny Fabray?" I ask as I glare at her.
"Yes." Quinn chortles.
"Really?" I grin wickedly. "As funny as this?" I ask dumping out the bowl of flour on Quinn's head.
"Hey!" Quinn splutters in protest. "I just measured that!"
"You should have thought of that before you messed with me." I smirk as I advance on her with the bowl of sugar.
"Rach." Quinn pleads as she holds her hands up defensively. "You're wasting all of our ingredients." She tries to reason with me.
"So we will measure more." I smirk evilly as I tip the sugar over Quinn's head amid her shrieks and spluttering giggles.
In retaliation she grabs me around the middle, the surprise of the sudden movement knocking us both to the ground. Quinn immediately straddles me and grins down at me with a devious smirk. Before I have any time to react her fingers are at my sides as she tickles me mercilessly. I squeal loudly in her ear but even that doesn't deter her from her onslaught. I shriek and giggle as I wriggle under her, trying in vain to escape her evil fingers.
With my writhing movements I hear Quinn's giggles suddenly fade as her breath catches. I look up at her and see that her eyes are rapidly darkening as she gazes down at me. Slowly I rock my hips up into her and Quinn pants out a sharp breath.
"Baby." She whispers as her eyes flutter closed, her breathing becoming laboured. Slowly she opens her eyes and gazes at me with fire in her eyes as she leans down and captures my lips in a heated kiss, pressing her body into mine. Her hands go to my hips and pull me against her as she rocks into me urgently. I run my hands through her hair desperately, shocked by how suddenly my whole body is on fire. Our lips bump against one another clumsily, our kisses growing more and more needy as we grind feverishly into each other's thighs.
"God Rach." Quinn pants against my lips. "Baby I'm going to-"
"Me too." I pant breathlessly as I rock up into her wantonly, pulling her lips back to mine urgently.
The only sound in the room is that of our joint moans as we grind and rock against each other desperately. I feel Quinn begin to tremble above me as she drops her head down to my shoulder and makes a soft grunting sound into my neck. Her hips buck once, twice more and I feel her shudder with release as she cries out my name softly against my skin. Her soft moans are all it takes for my own orgasm to wash over me, Quinn's name on my tongue. Quinn slumps against me, panting breathlessly as we hold each other tightly.
"That was-" Quinn pants.
"Unexpected?" I offer breathlessly.
"Yeah." Quinn chuckles. "Amazing." She adds with a content sigh as she nuzzles me softly.
"Mmm." I agree as I kiss her gently. Quinn smiles into the kiss and returns it as the kiss turns slow and sensual as we lay on the kitchen floor in each other's arms.
"Girls?" My Daddy's voice rings out through the house.
Quinn and I both freeze in horror before springing to our feet and hurriedly fixing our clothes. I pat my hair down but realise there really is no use with the amount of flour mixed into it. I then look around the chaos of the kitchen and to the kitchen door anxiously.
"Oh there you are." My Daddy beams at us before catching sight of the mess we have made and his face falls into a frown. "What on earth happened here?" He asks as he stifles a laugh. "Hey H, come and see the mess these two have made in here, it could almost rival your baking disaster of '07." He calls out.
"There was no disaster of '07." My Dad protests, scowling at my Daddy as he walks in. "This however is a disaster." He laughs as he looks around at the disarray of the kitchen. "What happened?"
"We've been baking." Quinn offers innocently and my Dads both burst out laughing at her adorableness.
"Well I suggest you get the kitchen and yourselves cleaned up." My Dad suggests good naturedly.
"Yes Dad." I agree, looking suitably repentant. My Dads are both still chuckling as they leave the kitchen.
"Oh and girls?" My Daddy says as he sticks his head back in the room. "Maybe next time you bake you could stick to keeping the ingredients in the bowl?" He teases as we laugh with him.
"That was close." I giggle once we are alone as I start to wipe up some of the mess we have made.
"Too close." Quinn sighs. "Do you think they know?" She asks worriedly.
"About us? I don't think so but even if they have an idea I very much doubt that they would guess that we had just been dry humping on their kitchen floor."
"Rachel!" Quinn hisses as she eyes the kitchen door.
"Don't worry about it baby." I tell her gently as I wrap my arms around her neck and kiss her lips gently. After a moment I feel Quinn relax as she kisses me back softly.
"Okay let's get cleaned up." I say as I pull away with a content sigh.
A/N 2: Well that will make anyone feel better :-p Let me know what you think :-)