A/N 1: Thanks for the alerts, favs and reviews (thanks S for your comment). Sorry for not posting a chapter last night, we got home late after helping my sister and niece move back in with my Dad and Step-Mum. I was on baby duty most of the day whilst poor wifey was roped into losts of furniture building and heavy lifting. Anyway did you miss me?... No?

Rachel's POV

"I used to fantasise about this you know." Quinn confessed softly from beside me. We are now lying together naked on her old bed, her arms wrapped around me as we hold each other in a gentle embrace. I lift my head from where it is resting on her shoulder and look at her questioningly.

"When I lived here before." Quinn explained quietly as she blushed lightly at her confession. "I would never really let myself think about anything whenever I... you know." Her blush intensifies. "But there were times, not often but sometimes," She babbles embarrassedly. "On occasion I would let my mind go there. I would fantasise about getting you into this room, into my bed."

"You thought about me... whilst you..." I trail off in shock. Quinn nods and ducks her head shyly. I rest my head back on her shoulder figuring that she would probably rather not have me looking at her for this conversation. "And have you ever... thought about me since then?"

"Umm... I didn't for a while. Or at least I tried not to because I wouldn't have the pregnancy hormones to blame." She shifted awkwardly beneath me. "And then once we became friends at the beginning of summer..."

"You started to think about me?" I tease.

"Yeah, once or twice... or umm, several times." She rushes out in a hushed tone. "Have you erm, ever thought about me?"

I can't help but giggle at her question because really, who hasn't thought about her?

"Oh honey, you have no idea." I smirk up at her.

"Really?" She grins smugly and I roll my eyes at her.

"Wait, you said you thought about me when you were here?"

"Umm, yeah? I thought we covered that already?" She looks at me curiously.

"When you were pregnant?"

"Yeah...?"

"But you hated me back then!" I exclaim in bewilderment.

"I wouldn't say I hated you." Quinn argued. "You just annoyed the hell out of me."

"And yet," I ask, ignoring the fact that she has just insulted me, "you thought of me whilst you..." I wave my hand in a 'you know' gesture.

"Rach," Quinn chuckles, "you may have been an annoying little egotistical midget."

"Hey!" I protest. Quinn nuzzles me affectionately to take the sting out of her words.

"But you were and have always been insanely, incredibly and undeniably hot as hell."

I can't help but giggle as I blush at her words.

"I'm serious Rachel." Quinn says in a firm, sincere tone.

"I know. I just... I'm still not used to someone telling me that I am hot. It's not something that exactly happens to me often. People are usually more focused on my flaws."

"Well then I will make a point of letting you know as often as possible just how hot I think you are." Quinn smiles sweetly at me. "Because you Rachel Berry are super hot." She presses a long kiss to my lips. "Incredibly sexy." She kisses me again as she rolls her very naked body on top of me. "And all kinds of amazing."

This time as she kisses me she allows it to deepen as our tongues meet hotly. Her hands trail over my sides as my own grasp at her naked back. As our hands wander over soft, sensitive skin we get lost in each other all over again.

Quinn's POV

"Oh my God!"

I cracked my eyes open, frowning against the sunlight filtering in through the gap in the curtains and at the sudden noise waking me from sleep.

"Quinn, wake up!" Rachel panicked beside me.

Oh dear God my head! How much wine did I drink last night?

"Mmph?" I mumble groggily.

"Quinn we fell asleep!" Rachel exclaimed anxiously as she flailed around agitatedly.

"Mmm yeah, I got that from the part where I woke up to a crazy lady flapping around." I mumble as I rub my eyes tiredly.

"No Quinn." Rachel huffed, clearly flustered. "We fell asleep upstairs. Naked upstairs, whilst our friends are just downstairs." She said pointedly.

Oh... oh!

"Oh crap!" I exclaim as I jump out of bed in a panic.

"Finally she joins me in the panicking!" Rachel squeaks shrilly.

"Rach, honey, calm down." I rub her arms soothingly. "It's fine. If they have woken up and see us gone we will just tell them that we couldn't sleep so came up here to chat so that we wouldn't wake them up. But knowing your insane body clock it is probably only six o'clock and normal people don't wake up at that time." I tease lightly. "They are probably still dead to the world." I reassure her gently.

"But what if they woke up in the night and came looking for us?" She asks nervously, although her anxiety is notably reduced.

"Honey if they had seen us naked in bed together I am fairly sure that their screaming about hell having frozen over would have woken us."

"Okay." Rachel giggles as she sighs with relief. She looks up at me and then her eyes trail down over me. "Umm, Quinn?" She says with a little smirk.

"Yeah?"

"Perhaps you should get dressed before we go downstairs." She suggests as her eyes continue to caress over me appreciatively. I laugh and place a chaste kiss on her forehead before quickly dressing and heading downstairs.

We both breathe a sigh of relief as we enter the living room and see that Mercedes and Kurt are both still asleep. I glance at the clock and raise an eyebrow at Rachel, it is just gone six o'clock. Rachel rolls her eyes at my silent teasing and tries to get comfortable in her makeshift bed on the floor.

As Rachel huffs and shifts awkwardly on the floor I look from Kurt asleep on one sofa, Mercedes asleep on the recliner and then over to the remaining vacant sofa. Rachel and I had bickered for some time before bed last night about who would get the sofa, both insisting that the other should take it. In the end we had both stubbornly taken the floor. Now our stubbornness seems completely ridiculous so I grab the blankets off of Rachel and ignore her huff of protest as I pull her to her feet. I arrange the blankets carefully on the sofa and lie down, beckoning Rachel over to me.

"Come here." I whisper gently as I hold a hand out to her. She looks at me questioningly but allows me to pull her down onto the sofa beside me. I shift us around until she is comfortably nestled into me and wrap the blankets around us both.

"Better?" I ask as I wrap an arm around her and pull her a little closer, basking in the feel of her body against mine.

"Mmm, much." Rachel sighs happily as her eyes drift closed.

I gently rest my head on top of hers, breathing her in contentedly as I let my own eyes flutter shut, a small smile on my face.

Rachel's POV

"Ugh. I don't feel well Rach." Quinn whinges cutely as she burrows into me.

"Hold on a sec." I place a quick kiss to her head and get up from the sofa, ignoring Quinn's whimper of protest. I go to the kitchen to get her some water and then rummage around in my bag for some painkillers.

"Here you go sweetie." I say softly as I return to the living room and hold out the water and painkillers to her. Quinn takes the painkillers gratefully and sits sipping the water, wincing every so often in pain.

Sitting back down on the sofa beside her I wrap my arms around her as she rests her head against my shoulder. Quinn stretches her legs over my lap so that I am effectively cradling her. I gently stroke her hair in an attempt to soothe away some of her hangover. I normally have no time for someone with a hangover as it is self-inflicted but Quinn is just so adorably pathetic that I find that I just want to take care of her.

"You need to drink more than that baby." I coax gently. "I should have made you drink more last night then your head might not have hurt so much this morning." I say regrettably.

"I don't seem to recall there being a problem with my fluid intake last night." She chuckles against my neck.

"I don't mean alcohol." I chide .

"Neither do I." Quinn smirks up at me cheekily. "I am referring to my new favourite Berry flavoured beverage." She teases as she runs a finger along my neck and down my chest.

"I thought you didn't feel well?" I ask as I shiver slightly at her gentle touch.

"I don't." Quinn pouts cutely. "But you make me feel better." She says as she snuggles into my shoulder and burrows into my warmth. She looks so cute and snugglesome in her oversized hoodie that I could happily cuddle her like this all day.

Quinn's POV

"Aww isn't that just the cutest thing you have ever seen?" I hear Kurt exclaim loudly. It honestly feels as though someone is drilling on my skull.

"Shh, you'll wake her." Rachel admonishes in a whisper.

"I'm sure she has had more than enough beauty sleep." Kurt teases.

"Kurt stop being loud." I grumble as I open my eyes carefully. I very quickly close them again when met with blinding sunlight coming into the room. I pull my hood up as far as I can so that I can pull it down over my eyes and then snuggle into Rachel as far as possible with a whimper.

"Quinn is feeling a little fragile this morning." Rachel explains in a soft tone as she rubs my back soothingly.

"Oh... sorry Quinn." Kurt whispers apologetically.

A few moments later I hear a click and glance up from under my hood to see Kurt with a camera pointed at me.

"Hummel I will set Santana on you." I snarl warningly.

"Sorry." Kurt apologises, visibly blanching. "It's just that you two really do look cute and I thought maybe you might like to have a picture of you together." He explains in a high pitched rush.

Oh... well yes I would like that. Preferably when I look a little less like death though.

"Thanks Kurt, that is really sweet of you." Rachel says kindly. "Isn't it Quinn?" She asks as she nudges me pointedly.

"Yeah it is. Sorry Kurt." I offer him a small but genuine smile.

"Wow...did Quinn Fabray really just apologise?" Kurt asks in disbelief.

Watch it Hummel I really don't appreciate the sarcasm or the tone of surprise.

"You really are good for her Rach." He stage whispers to her.

Okay I can't argue with that.

Rachel's POV

"You brought us to a vegan place, really Rachel?" Kurt scoffs.

"Yeah Rach, we know you are into all of that but-" Mercedes starts without waiting for me to respond but is swiftly cut off by a very pissed off looking Quinn.

"Actually," She butts in, glaring at them both. "I picked this place. I figured that if we were all going out to breakfast that it would only be fair to choose somewhere that we can all actually eat at." Quinn stared them both down, her face set in a fierce challenge as she dared them to argue. I felt a flutter in my lower abdomen, protective Quinn is so sexy when she gets all fierce like that. Kurt and Mercedes both mumble their apologies and make their way into the cafe without further comment. My heart feels all a flutter at having someone on my side for once and it only flutters harder when Quinn holds the door open for me. I brush my body purposely against hers as I walk in, flashing her a bright smile.

I try to hide my smug smile as Kurt and Mercedes both tuck into their vegan pancakes with enthusiasm. Quinn however doesn't bother to even try to hide her smirk at them.

As Kurt and Mercedes monopolise the conversation with talk about the movies we had watched the night before I feel my phone vibrate. Reaching into my pocket I pull out my cell and see that I have received a text message from Puck.

From Puck: Pool party yours?

I let out a sigh. I am not exactly keen on hosting any kind of party after the last one that I hosted.

"What's up?" Quinn asks softly, her brow furrowing in concern.

"Puck wants me to have a pool party." I tell her in a hushed voice.

"Ooh that is a fantastic idea!" Kurt exclaims with a gleeful clap, suddenly torn away from his conversation with Mercedes.

"We definitely need to have at least one more Gleek get together before school starts again." Mercedes agrees emphatically.

"Maybe we could have a theme? Like a Hawaii theme?" Kurt suggests excitedly.

"Ooh and there should be karaoke." Mercedes interjects eagerly. "But when should we have the party?"

"Friday?" Kurt suggests giddily.

"Err, guys? Don't I get a say in any of this?" I pipe up weakly.

"Not really." Kurt smiles snootily at me.

I glance over at Quinn who shrugs and rolls her eyes at our friends' antics. Slumping my shoulders in defeat I realise there really is no arguing with Kurt when he gets on a roll like this.

"Fine, you guys can do whatever you like." I butt in. "But it can't be this Friday as Quinn will be away with her parents visiting her sister."

"Don't remind me." Quinn grumbles miserably.

"When do you get back?" Mercedes asks as she opens her calendar on her phone.

"We leave this Thursday and get back the following Monday morning." Quinn says dejectedly as I rub her back soothingly.

"Great so we will have the party Wednesday afternoon." Kurt exclaims happily as he spouts off more plans and ideas, seemingly missing Quinn's sombre mood and my horrified expression. Quinn would be gone for a whole week so naturally I had planned for us to spend her first day back together. Together and naked.

"It will be both our 'End of summer' party and 'Welcome back Quinn' party." Kurt babbles on enthusiastically. "We better start texting everyone now. Oh, we have so much to organise!"

As Kurt and Mercedes both start texting frantically Quinn and I catch each other's gazes, our faces both wearing the same sullen expression.

Quinn's POV

The walk back to Mercedes' house is a little more pleasant than the one there had been for me. The sun doesn't seem as painfully bright anymore, although I am still very much appreciative of my sunglasses.

Rachel and I walk along comfortably, our arms linked together as Kurt and Mercedes walk a little ahead of us still making their enthusiastic party plans.

"You look really cute today." Rachel pipes up from beside me and I give her an incredulous look. I look down at myself in confusion and back up at her, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Are you serious?" I laugh. I am fairly sure that I still look like death and I am not exactly dressed up in my simple jeans and hoodie getup.

"Very serious." Rachel grins as she glances quickly at Kurt and Mercedes to check that they are still caught up in their own conversation and then she pecks her lips to my cheek quickly. I blush slightly at her action and Rachel just beams adoringly at me.

"Okay now you are just adding to your cuteness." She teases.

"Rach." I whine childishly.

"What? You are!" She protests.

"Rach, don't tease me. I know that I look a mess right now." I huff as I run a hand through my messy hair.

"Hmm, well I disagree." Rachel argues in her superior tone that lets you know that she is right and you are wrong. "I for one think that the dishevelled, just fallen out of bed look works for you. It is very sexy." She grins, her eyes sparkling. "Not to mention that you look so huggable in that hoodie that it makes me just want to cuddle with you all day."

Rachel lets out a sad little sigh as she rests her head against my shoulder.

"I wish you weren't going away." She says sadly. Her dejected tone only adds to my own melancholy in regards to my impending trip to my sister's.

"Same here." I sigh miserably. "But we have the rest of today and all of tomorrow to spend together until then." I try to reassure both her and myself but I know that neither of us feel any better about the prospect of spending a week apart.

"I suppose." Rachel says glumly.

"How about when we get back to Mercedes' we ditch those two and head over to yours?" I suggest and instantly see Rachel's face brighten at the idea.

"My Dads aren't home." Rachel smiles as her eyes sparkle enthusiastically.

"Hmm, whatever will we do?" I smirk, resisting the desperate urge I have to stop and pull her into my arms right now as we tease each other playfully.

"Scrabble?" Rachel suggests in faux innocence, barely containing a laugh.

"Only if it is a game of strip scrabble." I murmur huskily into her ear.

"I like the way you think Fabray." Rachel giggles as she throws me a cheeky wink.

Rachel's POV

"I think this is how we should spend the whole day tomorrow." Quinn sighs happily as I snuggle further into her arms.

"All day?"

"Yep." She nods enthusiastically. "I'm going to have to get through a whole week without getting to hold you so I need to get in as many cuddles as I can before then, get them all stored up."

"Like a cuddle camel?"

"Exactly. Like a cuddle camel." Quinn chuckles as she nuzzles my hair with her nose.

"Naked cuddles though?" I ask with a giggle.

"They are the best kind." Quinn grins down at me cheekily.

"Well there is some mention in psychology on the merits of skin on skin contact." I concede.

"See? You can't argue with doctors." Quinn smiles victoriously.

"Uh huh." I purr as I roll myself on top of her, pinning her hands behind her head as I stretch my body out to touch hers everywhere possible. "What do you say we test their theory?"

Rather than wait for a response I press a deep, sensual kiss to her lips.

A/N 2: Doctors are smart, I like how they think (especially ones on Greys Anatomy as they seem to follow this same line of thinking :-p)

A/N 3: I have a migraine... which has nothing to do with anything. I just want sympathy :-p