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Author's notes: Wow… that's about all I can think to say, I'm sure there are other descriptive words to describe the enormity of what I think of the reviews, but I'm getting stuck on wow.. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, or have taken an interest in this story. I'll try not to disappoint. Any grammar and mistakes are my own, and I'll try my best to catch them. Sorry for the wait, I wanted to post this before the 30th, but I kept going back and changing stuff.
Late Morning Lullaby
She sat alone on her white piano bench in the middle of the dark room. The light above her head illuminates the baby grand's keys in front of her. She lightly runs her fingertips over the smooth black and white ceramic keys. She presses them as softly as possible to create a light melody of music. Quinn watched as her hands moved on their own accord having no control over their movement. She recognized the notes as they surround her in the dark room. It was relaxing, and so familiar to her. What she didn't understand was how she got here. The last thing she remembered was saying goodnight to Rachel,and then…
It all seemed to click from there. Instead of her usual mundane dreams about clocks and time, she was now dreaming about playing the piano. It felt so real as she hit the overture of the piece. She couldn't help but stare at her fingers as they started to move rapidly across the keys building the song to its climax. She smiles and then looked up to see if there was sheet music in front of her. She gasps when she's met with two bright brown eyes looking down on her. Rachel is sitting where the sheet music should be. She's wearing a white dress that makes her glow in the soft light. Quinn shakes her head to make sure she wasn't seeing things. But the familiar eyes are still there, boring into her own.
Quinn tries to look away, she needed to focus on something else besides the eyes that seem to be trying to see into her soul. She decides to look down at the keys of the piano, but instead of the white and black keys her fingers had been running over, she was now lightly running the tips of her fingers across tan toned legs. Instinctively she attempts to pull away, but just like before she has no control over her body, which seem to want nothing more than run themselves over the tanned legs. Rachel smiles down at her as her hands disappear under the white material of her dress. The distance between them vanishes as if Quinn's hands are pulling Rachel on top of her. Before she knows it the dream girl was straddling her waist, and wrapping her arms loosely around her neck. Quinn gasps, she can almost feel the hot breath against her lips as Rachel leans in. She's just millimeters away from kissing her lips. She could almost taste her, if only she could lean in a tad bit more. 'Quinn', she hears her name being called ever so softly, just as their lips meet.
*pop
Quinn's eyes open before her dream can finish. She can still see those full lips, calling to her, wanting her. 'Why did it have to be a dream.' She groans and rolls over to look at the time. '2:45… damn.' She sits up in bed, and switches on the bedside lamp. 'There is no way I'm falling back to sleep after that one.' Outside, she hears a low rumble of thunder. 'It's going to rain. Hopefully it's done before I have to go to work.' There was nothing worse than driving to work in a storm. It was even worse once she got into the city. The humidity was always unbearable in-between those tall buildings. Not to mention how incredibly crazy people seemed to drive as soon as the weather turned bad. Pulling back her comforter she slides out of bed, and grabs her robe. The house was still, and quiet as she walked down the hallway. The wind outside blows loudly against the side of the house. 'It's going to be a nasty one by the sound of the wind.' Quinn sneaks past Rachel's room then Beth's before quietly making her way downstairs. Lightning flashes as she walks into the living room, and moves towards the kitchen. She flips on the lights as she walks in before opening the refrigerator, and grabbing the jug of milk. It's just what she needs to fall back to sleep. She grabs a cup from the cupboard and pours herself a half glass of milk. This was something she used to do when Beth was still a baby. It was only the way she could fall back asleep after those three a.m. feedings. She quickly chugs the entire glass before setting it in the sink. Quinn tries to focus on the storm brewing outside the kitchen window, instead of the dream she just had. She fails miserably. 'It felt so real.' She gets lost in thought. 'How am I going to talk to Rachel without wanting to kiss those lips.' The lights flicker as another jolt of lightning flashes across the sky. The storm was here.
"Mama?" A voice calls her back to reality. She turns and sees Beth standing in the doorway, looking like she was about to cry. The young girl was rubbing her eyes from the light in the kitchen.
"Beth, sweetie what are you doing out of bed?" Quinn asks.
"The storm… scared me." Beth whimpers. Quinn hadn't even realized it had started raining.
"Aw, come here little lion." She holds open her arms as Beth runs into them. Beth didn't like thunderstorms, even though her mama told her she was safe inside the house, she was still scared. Quinn picks up the distraught girl and holds her tightly. "Everything is going to be fine, okay baby. The storm will soon pass, I promise." Quinn coos when she feels Beth flinch as another crack of lightning rolls across the sky followed by the thunderous boom of thunder.
"But it's so loud." Beth voice sounds like a whisper compared to the storm.
The rain and wind pelted their house.
" I know sweetie… come on. Why don't we go back upstairs, and get some sleep." Quinn says.
"Can I sleep in your room?" she asks her mom as she curled into her arms
"Of course you can." Quinn puts away the milk and shuts off the lights. She easily carries Beth back up the stairs, and into her room. Beth quickly climbs under the covers. She curls up next to Quinn as soon as Quinn lies down. She was trying so hard not to cry. She wanted to be brave like her mom. "Hey, everything is going to be okay… right? I would never let anything hurt you, including this big ol' storm." She pulls Beth into arms.
"I know…" she buries her head in her mom's arms as the storm rages outside. "How come you're not scared?" She gets enough courage to peek up at her mom.
"Well actually… I use to be when I was your age." Quinn whispers. Beth looks like she doesn't believe her, because her mom wasn't scared of anything. "It's true, I use to wake up and then run into my parents room every time there was thunder and lightning. Then my mom would pick me up and take me back to my room. She would hold me, just like I'm holding you." She squeezes Beth slightly causing her to giggle. "Then she would tell me that everything was going to be okay, and I didn't need to be afraid." Quinn thinks back. "Then she would sing to me."
"She would?"
"Yup, you see thunderstorms like it when you sing to them, and every time she would sing the storm would disappear." Quinn explained.
"Really?" Beth looks at her mom with hopeful eyes.
"Yup."
"Will you sing, and make it go away?"
"I can try." Quinn starts to hum the first song that comes to her. It seemed fitting since she use to sing it to Beth when she was a baby. Beth tries to stay awake, but Quinn's voice slowly puts her to sleep. As Quinn finishes the final verse Beth was sleeping soundly, and the storm as loud as it was slowly started to die down. She couldn't help but smile at the soft breath hitting her neck almost like she was purring. "Such a little lion." Quinn whispers as she kisses Beth's head and closes her eyes. 'Might as well try to get some sleep.' Quinn fell back to sleep effortlessly thanks to the little heater snuggled next to her.
Five forty five Rachel sits up quickly in bed. She looks over at her clock, it is flashing twelve at her. "Crap, the power must have went out, and I overslept. I never oversleep… ug… I hope Quinn is up." Panicked, she jumps out of bed and rushes to Quinn's room. Not even bothering to knock she swings open the door. "Quinn!" She all but yells, but instead of finding the still sleeping blonde she is met with an empty bed. Well, almost empty. Beth was still snuggled into the blankets.
"I'm in here Rach." Quinn swings the bathroom door open. She just finished drying her hair, and was now plucking her eyebrows. Rachel is both relieved, and embarrassed for finding the blonde up and dressed. It takes her a moment to compose herself.
"S-sorry… the power went out-" Rachel starts to explain.
"During the storm, yeah I set my phone so it still went off. Luckily I didn't fall back to sleep, but thanks to that bed hog over there I didn't really have a choice." Rachel can't help but chuckle. "It's not funny, that little girl can kick, maybe martial arts are a bad idea." Quinn catches a glimpse of Rachel's clothing through the mirror. The girl was still dressed in her pajamas and her hair had a bad case of bed head. And for a second her eyes focus on the younger girl's lips. 'Today is going to be a bad day.' She thinks as she pulls out her makeup kit.
"I'm sure it will be fine, who knows, maybe she'll fall in love with dancing instead of karate. She's okay though? She's not sick or something?" Rachel looks over her shoulder at the sleeping child.
"No, um… the storm woke her up last night." Quinn turns towards Rachel. "She got a little scared by the thunder and lightning so I let her sleep in here." Quinn whispers. "But for some reason she thinks she needs to have the entire king sized bed to herself." Quinn goes back to doing her makeup in the mirror. Rachel watches her before realizing she should probably stop staring at her boss and do something more productive.
"Well, I guess I could start making breakfast since you're up. It doesn't look like I'm going for a run today anyway. It's still raining."
"Okay… I should be down soon."
Rachel goes to leave and as soon as she does Quinn exhales her breath she'd been holding. She wanders downstairs after finishing getting ready, leaving Beth still asleep in her bed. By the time she gets down the stairs, her coffee and newspaper are already out on the breakfast bar.
"I don't think I've said good morning yet." Rachel says as she put a bowl of fruit down in front of Quinn. "Although it seems like the weather could be nicer."
"I know right. I was hoping it would be done by now." Quinn sits down and opens the paper and takes a sip of her coffee. She tries to focus on today's news instead of the brunette eating strawberries. 'Ug those look amazing… I mean… no, they look amazing. It's like I'm a teenager or something… focus on something else Quinn.' Quinn clears her throat to distract herself from Rachel's lips.
"So how did you sleep last night? Any weird recurring dreams I need to know about?" Rachel asks. Quinn spits her coffee across the paper. "Are you okay?" She was about to walk around the table to pat Quinn's back.
Quinn coughs a couple times, but stops Rachel from helping her. "I'm fine… It was hot and you know… went down the wrong pipe." Quinn ends lamely. Rachel nods and goes back to eating.
"So… you didn't answer my question. What did you dream about, I want to analyze the whole thing." Rachel says in a cheery voice. Quinn didn't need to think about what she dreamt. It was embedded into her subconscious now. Most people tend to forget their dreams after they wake up, but for her that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.
"I um… didn't have a recurring dream this time." She stutters.
"Oh… a new one this is even more interesting. Come on spit it out, but not like you did the coffee please." Rachel says with a smirk.
"It really wasn't that interesting." 'I dreamt about me running my hands up your legs, and wanting to kiss those irresistible lips of yours.' "It was mostly about the piano. I was playing it." Quinn tries to play it off like it was boring. Which it wasn't.
"That's it?" Rachel asks. She could tell there was more. Usually Quinn liked to divulge her dreams in great detail since they were usually weird.
"Yup, just me sitting at my piano… playing the piano."
"Huh, I wonder why you dreamt that, maybe it was because that was the last thing you did yesterday before you went to bed. Or maybe it's because you haven't played in a while so your mind is trying to tell you to continue." Rachel suggests.
"Yeah, maybe." 'Or maybe it's telling me to kiss you, and rub my hands up your legs.' She thinks. 'Okay, I should go to work.' Quinn finishes her coffee. "Well, I should go to work." Quinn gets up and starts to walk towards the front door.
"Wait, so early… you still have ten minutes before you have to." Rachel follows after her.
"Yeah, I'm going in early. I want to take a half day on Friday so we can go meet this dance kung fu… whatever you call it place. This should help me get ahead for Friday, so I don't have to do anything but sign some papers, and go to one final meeting." Quinn explains as she puts on her shoes and grabs all of her work essentials.
"That's a good plan. Well, I guess I'll see you when you get home." Rachel stands on her tippy toes to place a kiss on Quinn's cheek just like she did the day before. Only this time she manages to catch the corner of Quinn's mouth.
'Oh my god.' Quinn was frozen. 'She got my lip.' She blinks and tries her best to smile, and say goodbye. Unfortunately, her goodbye was a mumble of mixed up words. Finding the need to escape, Quinn opens the front door and steps outside into the rain. 'Get to the car Quinn it's still raining.' She forces herself towards her vehicle.
Quinn's drive to work was epic. Not only did she nearly kill a whole family of ducks, but she was also pulled over by a state trooper for driving erratically. After explaining to the officer that she almost massacred an entire family of ducks, which caused her to swerve, he let her go with just a warning, and while she was grateful she didn't get a ticket she was also going to be late for work. 'So much for getting there early.'
Work was like any other day. She tried to fall into the mundane routine, but found herself deep in thought.
"So are you just going to stare at your computer all day, or are you actually going to work." Santana walks into her office and sits down on the couch. Quinn looks at her friend and rolls her eyes.
"You should really knock before you just come into my office." Quinn says.
"Why, it's not like your busy. I've walked past your office twice now, and you haven't moved. So something must be on that pretty little brain of yours so you might as well tell me." Santana smirks. Anything to get out of work.
"It's fine, really… I'm just having an off day." 'Again.'
"Come on Q, I know all of your weird facial expressions. I could probably write a book about them if I didn't have better, more interesting things to do with my time."
"You know all my expressions?" Quinn asks. "That's kind of creepy."
"It's not creepy your just too easy to read. And from what I see you're either pregnant again-"
"Santana I am not-" she tries to interrupt.
"Or, something happened with your new roommate this morning that has left your mind in mush." Quinn bites her tongue. "Eh… I was right wasn't I, this is a very Berry mystery. So what did she do to get your feathers all riled up."
"Nothing…" Santana clearly doesn't believe that. "Okay fine, quit staring at me like I'm a freak. I had a… provocative dream about her, okay."
"You had a sex dream? And this has you acting weird because?" Satana draws out.
"It wasn't a sex dream… we weren't having sex…" she whispers. "It was just a weird dream that she happened to be in."
"Right… so in this non-sex dream of yours, what happened."
"Well, I was playing piano one minute and the next Rachel was there… then there was some touching and I was going to kiss her but then I woke up-" Quinn starts to explain.
"Hold up… you woke up. Okay, I'm stopping you now, because this sex dream is lame."
"It wasn't a sex dream." Quinn says a little louder than she should.
"Exactly my point, so I don't want to hear about it."
"But It just felt so… real… now I can't stop thinking about it. I mean her lips looked so…, and this morning with the strawberries and goodbye kiss-." Quinn rants.
"Wait goodbye kiss?" Santana stops her.
"Yeah." Quinn shrugs.
"She gives you a kiss before you go to work?" Santana asks again.
"Yeah… I don't know how to explain it, because every time she does it leaves me unable to function."
"Ah, now I understand what's wrong with you.. You're horny." Santana says with a smirk.
"I am not... " She whispers.
"Come on Quinn when was the last time you've had sex, for real now. Your body is craving it, and since you're attracted to Rachel it's reacting to her. All you need to do is jump on that nanny like it's going out of style."
"I can't believe I dated you, you're just as bad as a guy."
"I am not… your bitchin because you know I'm right about you and Rachel and it pisses you off, because you don't have the balls to do anything about it. Come on Quinn you're a grown ass adult here, and so is she by the way. So stop playing these childish games with her and make a move." Santana gets up and leaves, leaving Quinn speechless, and even more confused than before.
'I'm not bitchin… I just don't want to ruin what I have with her already. Plus, I'm not even sure if she's into girls, and I can't just ask her flat out. What does Santana know anyway, ug this sucks.' Quinn didn't get home until eleven that night.
The rest of the week was a blur.
She woke up early, worked hard during the day, and came home late to a quiet house. She didn't get a lot of down time with Beth apart from breakfast, and things with Rachel were still… complicated or for her anyway. What Santana had said was making her over think everything she knew. So when Friday came around, she was relieved. It was time to relax. Today she was only working until noon, which was a first for her. She didn't even remember most of the morning, only the over dramatic speech from Santana about skipping out while the rest of them were slaving away, and that she was abusing her work powers, or something around those lines. In the end it didn't matter because at twelve o'clock she was walking out the door and was heading back home to spend it with Beth and Rachel.
She pulled into her driveway at one o'clock and practically sprinted to the door. As soon as she burst through the entry way and dropped her work gear she was practically tackled by a five year old wild child.
"MAAAMAAA's home!" Beth screamed as she flew into her mom's arms. Quinn picked her up and swung her around. The two of them could help but break out into giggles.
"I told you I would be." She hugs Beth tightly.
"She hasn't stopped talking about it all morning." Rachel says as she walks into the front entry.
"Well, I'm here now, so what are we going to be doing first?"
"Rachel says we need to go grocery shopping and and then you said we could go and look at the dance studio."
"Was that today?" Quinn feigns ignorance. "Huh… I don't think-"
"Ma, it's today, it's today." Beth squirms out of Quinn's arms.
"Oh, now I remember, the dance and martial arts studio right." Beth nods fiercely.
"And don't forget about redoing the basement too. We could stop and pick up some paint or something."
"I forgot all about that. We probably should have made a list-" Rachel holds up a list.
"It just has some small yet essential things I'll need. You said we could get a truck right, because I'd like my bed from my house, and the elliptical. Then I also wrote down a list of possible paint colors that we have to try out first." Rachel smiles. She hands Quinn the list.
"Wow, and here I thought you were okay with living in the spare bedroom" Rachel's mouth opens. "I'm kidding Rach." Quinn laughs.
"Good, because I know I said that initially, but that was until I saw that amazing piano, and now I feel like I need to be sleeping there. That and we'll need the extra room for when grandma comes over." Rachel ends with a smile.
"Exactly… now if you'll excuse me, I need to change. I'll meet you two in the car." Quinn scrambles upstairs to change out of her suit, and into a pair of blue jeans and her favorite Yale t-shit. Rachel and Beth are already in the car by the time Quinn locks the door. Putting Beth into her car seat was sometimes challenging, but Rachel seemed to have it under control. "Are we all ready?" Quinn asks as she slides into the driver seat.
"Yup." Beth says from the back seat.
They hit the hardware store first. It was actually a quick stop for a few pails of paint, and some new light fixtures. Rachel's said she knew how to change out the old ones. As for the bathroom they both decided that if they were going to upgrade it, they would have to bring in some additional help. Not that it really needed it since it was fully finished. After the hardware store the three of them drove to the grocery store. It was the first time in a long time that Quinn has stepped foot in one. Rachel did all the shopping for her now.
"This place has changed." Quinn garbs a cart.
"Mom, I want to ride in it." Beth says as they enter the store.
"Okay, just a second." Quinn picks Beth up and places her in the cart. She follows Rachel through the stacks of food since she has the list.
"Is there anything special you want me to make this week?" Rachel asks as they go down the cereal aisle.
"Um… that saffron rice with shrimp would be nice. If it's not too much trouble."
"It's already on my list." Rachel says with a smirk.
"Pst Rachel, don't forget the Spooky-o's" Beth says as they pass the box.
"Oh, how did I forget that." Rachel smirks as she grabs the box and places it in the cart. By the time they got to the checkout line the cart was full of food.
"We didn't get any fresh produce." Quinn says as she helps Rachel unload the cart.
"I actually buy that at the farmers market. They usually have better deals anyway. " Quinn had no idea that's where the delicious fruit and vegetables were coming from. One hundred dollars later the three of them were packing up the car. Their final stop was the dance and martial arts building, it looked relatively new as they pulled up. What stood out was how big the place actually was.
"This is it?" Quinn asks as she parks the car.
"Yup!" Beth says from the back seat.
"It's right next to a Dollar Tree store." Quinn says to Rachel.
"Yeah, am I missing something?" Rachel asks as she eyes the establishment. It looked very clean cut to her.
"Well, don't you think that's kind of weird for a new place to want to open."
"Not really." Rachel says as she opens the door. "You see this place is only five minutes from a very family friendly community, and ten minutes away from ours. They set up in a place that was convenient for families to drive to." Rachel explains. "When I was young I had to take lessons in the city, and dad and daddy got so sick of driving me back and forth. They even threatened to withdraw me from the program. This place is just as good as any New York studio. I read that their owner use to dance professionally." Rachel says as she gets Beth out of the car.
"But what about this martial arts thing… I didn't think dance and fighting went together." Quinn says as she holds Beth's hand while Rachel holds the other. They walk into the main lobby of the building, it was pretty obvious how the place was set up. Dance was on one side, while martial arts were on the other. There were large windows for parents to watch from. The dance studio was lined with mirrors, and also had a bar in the middle of the room. The martial arts room was similar in size and appearance, but instead of a wood floor it was covered with a blue mat.
"Wow, this place is amazing." Rachel mutters. "What do you think Beth?" She asks the blonde who seemed shell shocked by everything that was happening around them.
"It's so big." Beth says as they walk up to the front desk.
"Hi, we would like to talk to someone about both your dance, and martial arts classes." Rachel says to the receptionist at the front desk.
"That would be Miss Pierce, she handles all of our enrollments. She's just through those doors in the office" the lady says as she points to the door behind her. "You can go right on in, she isn't busy right now." The lady says as she ushers them through. As they walk into the room a young, bubbly blonde waves them in. She was taller than Quinn, and looked like a dancer.
'She can't be any older than Rachel.' Quinn thinks as they open the door to the office.
The lady stands and approaches them. "Hi, my name is Brittany Pierce, I'm the owner, and also a teacher of the Dancing Dojo." The blonde extends her hand. "And you are?" Quinn shakes the blonde's hand.
"I'm Quinn Fabray, this is Rachel Berry" Rachel shakes Brittany hand next.
"It's nice to meet you." Brittany says.
"Same, your place is amazing." Rachel takes in the office. It was small and covered in dance and martial arts posters.
"Thank you, and who is this young lady." Brittany kneels in front of Beth and smiles.
"Beth." Beth says shyly as she hides behind Quinn.
"Well Beth it's a pleasure to meet you. Why don't you guys take a seat, and if you have any questions about the studio you can ask me, and if you're interested in joining I can give you a quick tour of the building." Brittany says.
"Okay, I guess we did have some questions, mostly about your programs and credentials." Rachel says as she sits.
"How old are you?" Quinn interrupts.
"Quinn you can't just ask her her age."
"It's fine, I actually get that a lot, I'm twenty seven. I graduated from Julliard with BFA in Dance. I also have experience with choreography, and did a tour with the Single Lady's a couple years ago. After traveling for a year I decided to settle down and open up my own studio. It's always been a dream of mine, so here we are." Brittany explains, and ends with a smile.
"That's quite an impressive resume." Rachel says. "What kind of classes do you offer for children the age of five."
"Well, we have beginner classes for both dance and martial arts. Our beginners dance class is small, at the moment we only have four students in the class. Since it's a beginners class we start the kids out with a verity of different styles. We dabble in from ballet to tap, jazz and hip hop, and any others the students want to try. This is where they find out what they like to do, and after they graduate from the first level they can choose to focus on one style or more. That goes for our beginners martial arts class as well accept their main focus will be on karate, and as they progress they will have the option to study Brazilian jiu-jitsu or kick boxing, which I teach. Including me we only have three martial arts teachers and five dance teachers." Brittany explains.
"Wow, is there any way they can do both?" Quinn asks.
"Yes, actually that's what we like to suggest until they decide what they like to do. The same kids in the our dance class are also in are martial arts class, Beth would be with kids she knows every week." Brittany explains.
"And what does a schedule look like?" Quinn asks.
"Right now my beginners are meeting Monday Wednesday Fridays at 4:45 to 5:15. It later, so parents have time to come to the class and watch. Then, if you do both dance and karate it just alternates days so today we have dance class, then on Monday will be karate and so on."
"And if they quit one, do they just meet on the same days as-"
"Yup, because they're young we don't want to put too much stress on the body. So they meet less, and as they progress the length of the class increases along with the times per week they meet. Any other questions." The cheerful blonds ask.
"Do you hold recitals and tournaments?" Rachel asks even though she knew most schools did.
"We do, they are once a month for the little guys. Parents like to sit in and watch, but the recitals and tournaments will be held on Saturday, and they will cover everything they have learnt that month. It's supposed to be fun, and at the same time they will learn how to control their body, and express themselves through movement. It's also a good place to meet friends, is Beth in school?"
"No she starts in the fall." 'That's a scary thought.' Quinn thinks.
"It is a good idea, you know for her to socialize. I know when I met some of my closes friends in my first dance class." Rachel whispers.
"Well, if there are no more questions, I can give you a quick tour of the place." Brittany stands and leads them out into the main part of the building again. She shows them the dance studio first. "This is where all of your dance classes will be Beth. There is two on the main floor, then a larger one upstairs for the advanced classes." Brittany explains then leads them across towards the karate classrooms. "And this is our blue dragon room. Next door is where they do the more advanced martial arts classes" the last place Brittany shows them, is the upstairs gala. Both Quinn and Rachel are shocked at the sheer size of the room. Unlike downstairs this was one open room. "We can section it off into six separate rooms, but tonight is Salsa night so we open it up for the adults." Brittany explains. "We also have a tango Tuesday if you two are ever interested you two should drop by. It's not really a class just a bunch of people getting together to dance." Brittany says. Brittany leads them back downstairs."Well that's the tour, if there are no further questions I can get you guys some additional information."
"That would be great, thank you Miss Pierce."
"It's Brittany, please," she smiles "and I'll be right back with those papers." Brittany disappears into her office.
"So what do you think?" Rachel asks Quinn.
"It's nice… and the instructor seems to at least know what she's talking about."
"I think she's very nice, what do you think Beth, do you still want to try this now that you've heard what you'll be doing?" Beth nods. "Since when have you ever been shy?" Rachel asks.
"This is the first time I've seen her like this." Quinn says. Usually Beth wasn't shy with new people, in fact, if Quinn hadn't explained she shouldn't talk to strangers unless she's there, Beth would probably talk to anyone. It was strange to see her act shy around Brittany seeing that the woman was so nice.
"Hey, you don't need to worry Beth, I'll be here with you at every class." Rachel says to Beth. Reassuring the blonde. Brittany returns with a packet.
"I also put my card in there so if you do decide to join just call me, and I'll get Beth enrolled as soon as possible." Brittany says.
"Thank you for your time" Quinn says as she picks Beth up and starts towards the door. Rachel hangs back to say goodbye.
"Thank you Miss Pierce I have a feeling you'll be adding another kid to your class by Monday." Rachel says.
"Well, I look forward to it, Beth seems like a great kid. She seems a little shy, but will get her out of her shell."
"That sounds wonderful, well I should probably go. Thank you again for your time. This place is amazing." Rachel says as she goes to leave.
"It was no problem, and don't forget about those adult dance nights. Most couples find it exhilarating, so I'm sure Quinn and you would have a blast." Brittany gives her a wink.
"Oh, but Quinn and I aren't-" Rachel tries to explain.
"Oh, I didn't mean to call you out on it, it's just that you two go so well together. I like seeing parents taking an interest in their child's life, but that doesn't mean you can't take a break from them to enjoy some great music and dance together."
"Rachel, are you coming?" Quinn calls from the doorway. She was holding it open for Rachel.
"Yeah, I'm coming." Rachel says a final goodbye to the dance teacher and catches up to Quinn and Beth. She was a little dazed by the dancers words. 'She thought we were together, and that we made a great couple.' Rachel thinks to herself. Sure, she thought Quinn was beautiful. She glances over at Quinn, who is quietly tapping her fingers against the steering wheel of the car. 'Why would she think we're together?' Rachel wonders to herself. She can't lie, when she first started working for Quinn, she develop a little crush on the beautiful blonde. 'But it was just a crush right? Because it can't be anything more. You do this all the time Rachel, but this is just a normal crush.' she thinks back to when she first started working for Quinn. At first she was so nervous around her. Quinn was just that kind of person the exuberated confidence, which was something that drew Rachel towards the blonde. But now when she looks at Quinn, she sees so much more, and that crush was still there, building ever so slowly day by day. It had become worse now that they were living together. Sure, it's only been a week, but she just feels that pull to get closer to the blonde. 'Do I want it to be more than a crush? No, I can't… Quinn's my boss.'
"Rach, we're home." Quinn looks over at the silent brunette. Rachel practically stared out the window the whole way home. "Hey, are you okay? You've been pretty quiet the whole way home." Quinn asks.
"I'm fine, I just have a lot on my mind." Quinn doesn't look like she's buying it. "Really, I was just thinking about... Beth and the studio."
"It was a nice place and Brittany seems to know how to handle a five year old. Here Beth, grab this bag of groceries." Quinn unstraps Beth and hands her the bag with the Spooky-o's in it. Rachel gets out of the car and helps with the groceries as well. "We can grab the rest of the stuff tomorrow when we start moving you in officially." Quinn says as she makes her way to open the front door. The three of them go inside with their arms full of groceries.
Once the groceries were unpacked, and put away the three of them sit down on the couch. They were exhausted from shopping all afternoon.
"Ug that was fun." Quinn says sarcastically. She shuts her eyes to rest for a bit.
"Mom… mom… mama?"
"Yes, sweetie?" Quinn opens her eyes.
"Today is Friday right?
"It sure is."
"So it's movie and pizza night." Beth explains. Quinn looks over at Rachel, who smiles.
'Pizza does sound good right about now.' She thinks. "Okay… I'll order the pizza and you pick the movie from Netflix." Quinn gets up to grab her phone. Twenty minutes later they were all sitting around the TV eating pizza, drinking beer (minus Beth), and watching Tangled.
"Can I grow my hair that long?" Beth asks with a mouth full of food.
"Beth you have a major case of the pizza face going on right now." Quinn says as she eyes the messy five year old.
"Pizza face?" Rachel raises her eyebrow in confusion. Quinn giggles.
"It's when a five year old gets more pizza on their face than in their mouth." Quinn explains. "Use your napkin Beth."
"Well, in that case she isn't the only one with pizza face." Rachel giggles. Quinn had sauce on the corner of her mouth. Quinn tries to get the stray sauce with her tongue.
"Did I get it?" She asks.
"No its still there." Rachel laughs again. "Here, let me help." She leans over and wipes the food away. As soon as she leans in she finds herself staring at Quinn's pink lips. Instinctively Rachel licks her own. What Rachel didn't know was that Quinn was doing the same thing. "There… all better." She whispers after cleaning away the pizza sauce she looks into Quinn's eyes. 'Okay, when did the room get hotter.' She thinks as she gets lost in warm hazel eyes. She's never noticed how intense they look. Then again, she's never been this close to Quinn before.
"Thanks." Quinn whispers, the room seems to go still. 'I can't kiss her… but she's right there… I should… no, bad Quinn don't do it. But she looks so perfect…. I just want one-' she starts to lean in.
"Ma, look at the horse!" Beth cheers loudly, pulling both Quinn and Rachel out of their little world. "Wow, that horse is amazing." Rachel lays back in her spot as Quinn takes a sip of her beer.
'Oh god I think I almost kissed her. We almost kissed!' Rachel's mind was flying in all different directions. She tries her best to pay attention to the movie, but she kept glancing over at Quinn every five minutes.
Quinn's heart was pounding a mile a minute. ' I can't believe I was going to kiss her. She looks totally freaked out. What was I thinking?'
After the movie was done, Quinn and Rachel attempt to clean up the mess they made in the living room while Beth gets ready for bed. They clumsily bump into each other as they try to avoid getting in the way of one another. It wasn't working very well.
After putting Beth to bed, the two of them stand awkwardly outside Beth's room.
"So I um." Quinn tries to apologize for making Rachel uncomfortable during the movie, but she can't seem to form the right words. So she settles for, "good night Rach." And scampers off to bed, leaving a very confused brunette standing alone in the hallway.
'We almost kiss' was on both of their minds as they fall to sleep.
Tomorrow would be interesting.
End
Yea, I finished after so many rewrites. I think this one turned out alright. I hope you liked it, and it was worth the wait. Review, and tell me what you think.
Things to look forward to- there will definitely be a side of Brittana coming soon. Beth is also going to be making some new friends, and the Faberry flame will ignite some more.