Disclaimer- I don't own glee or its characters.

Author's notes: Your reviews where epic as always... I love that a lot of people are looking forward to a little Brittana in this story as well as Faberry followers who are just itching to see what's going to happen. In addition, I'm glad people are enjoying Beth… because truthfully it's hard to write for a five year old… sometimes I think she comes across too old.

As always all mistakes are my own.

Late Morning Lullaby

Rachel's first night in her new room was horrible. When she wasn't tossing and turning, she was wide awake thinking about Quinn. It took everything in her power to not march upstairs at four o'clock in the morning to confront the blonde. Finally, she just decided to get up altogether. Her overactive mind was over analyzing every word Quinn spoke to her.

Sitting up in her bed the first thing she notices is her diary. She had left it sitting next to her while she slept… or had tried to sleep. Looking at its worn pink argyle cover, she felt betrayed, as if the book should've burst into flames as soon as anyone touched it.

A diary can be a simple, mundane object, or your closest friend. They hold the random thoughts of your life, and listen while you divulge your deepest and darkest secrets. Rachel's diary wasn't her most prized possession. She didn't use or even read every day, but it held some of the most important pieces of her past. It recorded the good… and the sad... It held her inspiration, knowledge, and a piece of herself that she didn't share with the outside world. She only trusted her words to the white ply sheets of paper incased inside the pink argyle cover. Rachel was nighty nine percent sure Quinn had read something from it. What or how much, she wasn't sure? Her mind was reeling with questions. Mostly about Quinn. 'What had she seen… she wasn't upstairs long… what if she read the last entry. Oh my god, of course she did, who reads a diary and doesn't read the last entry… ugh…' Rachel tries to justify as she looks down at her lap. "Maybe she only read the title." She says to herself as she opens her diary. 'Get it right.' Three words that have been haunting her ever since her junior year of high school. Three simple words that while separated have very little meaning, but put them together and they tear her apart.

She looks down at the tear stained page. Her fingers play over the words, she hadn't looked back at this song since she wrote it, yet she knew it word for word.

However, the song itself wasn't what brought back the bad memories; it was the inspiration for the song. She thinks back to that day as a voice from her past rings through her mind…

"You're so frustrating… because you live in this little school girl fantasy of life. Rachel if you keep looking for that happy ending, then you are never gonna get it right."

It was as if she were reliving that horrible day in high school, then again most days in high school were horrible. Apart from the slushy facials, she was also subjected to verbal attacks from her peers. Her only salvation back then was singing… and her dream to perform on Broadway. Small things like that kept her moving forward, kept her positive and optimistic. To roll with the punches so to speak. However, the day she wrote this song she had finally crumbled from all the negativity around her. It was a the product produced by one too many attacks, and a moment of doubt. It's hard to stay positive when everyone including your friends are tearing you down. It had caused her to break down…

That was how this song was born.

"What have I done…? I wish I could run away from this ship goin' under. Just trying to help, hurt everyone else. Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders…," she all but whispers the lyrics. Fresh tears fall from her eyes, and collect on the page like they had so many years ago. 'It's in the past.' She thinks as she closes the diary. She wipes away the tears. 'Why am I crying anyway… they are just words…'

'You are, you know…" Quinn's voice says to her. 'Getting it right.'

She smiles, thinking back to yesterday. Quinn had spoken these words to her no more than eight hours ago. 'She said I was so I can... I mean, this song is also a reminder to not give up, right? That no matter how many times you have to try… maybe, just maybe one day you can be happy…' she thinks as she gets out of bed. Looking back at her life, she wasn't the same naive girl from high school. Sure, things in her life have been different from her dreams yet at the same time… there were amazing things in her life that she couldn't live without.

She opens the diary once again, and flips to the last page. Skimming its words, she knew what she had to do. She had to put herself out there… she had to take chances, and she was willing to try that with Quinn even if it cost her a job. Nevertheless, was she willing to risk it for Beth? The little blonde wild child that brought a smile to her face every time she entered a room. Beth, who had given her back that feeling worth living.

'What if Quinn fires me… what if I put myself out there and she says no, what will that do to Beth? Am I being selfish? ' She shakes the negative thoughts from her mind. 'I won't tear myself apart before anything happens.' She thinks. 'What would really change anyway if I started dating Quinn… other than kissing her on her pink full lips…" she can't help but picture the beautiful blonde's lips against hers. They look so soft. "I mean… what else would change?" She can't help but smile. 'This would be difficult yes, but it could work.' She was going to do it… she would confess to Quinn about her feelings, and let the chips fall where they may. The only problem now was… she was pissed at Quinn for reading her diary. "Who does that!?" She thinks aloud as she changes into her workout clothes. Hoping a workout will help vent some frustrations, she quickly hops on the elliptical and starts her vigorous workout to conquer Mount Everest. 'I mean, she didn't have to read it.' Rachel gets lost in thought. 'And then she just left without even telling me she read it. Sure, she implied she did, but still I can't believe she would do something like that.' She pumps the arm grips of the elliptical with impressive speed as the incline continues to climb. 'Then she was all cryptic about it too…' Rachel picks up her pace.

What started as a nice work out ended up being a six and a half mile run with her thinking about the blonde. The machine flashes personal best across its screen. 'She ends her sweaty workout with a nice cool down, taking her time to stretch properly. She hated being sore after a workout, plus stretching always felt good. For some reason Rachel was still irritated with the blonde, the workout only seemed to make her angrier.

Her shower didn't cool her off it only seemed to fuel the flames.

Rachel storms upstairs after her shower ready to confront her new roommate. She needed to lay down some ground rules, one being: do not under any circumstances read her diary, and rule number two: there would be no drinking out of the milk carton. 'That's just not cool either.' However, as soon as she walks into the kitchen all traces of anger melt away.

It was almost like a switch in emotions, one moment she was pissed and was scheming a way to get back at the blonde and the next, she is frozen in her footsteps staring at the most breathtaking person she has ever seen. It all came back to wanting, she wanted Quinn, and she was pretty sure Quinn wanted her as well.

"Good morning Rachel!" Beth calls to Rachel from the living room. However, Rachel's attention was focused on the blonde outside the kitchen window.

Quinn was woken up early (with some help from Beth), and was busy mowing the back yard, or trying to get the lawnmower to work so she could. That was the one bad thing about her amazing house; it came with a large yard. A yard that needed a lot of attention. A lot of Quinn's attention to be exact.

Rachel walks closer to the bay window facing out towards the back yard, and watches Quinn bend over the lawn mower. She wasn't sure what Quinn was doing since she's never mowed, but it looked hot.

'As in the weather.' Rachel thinks as she tries to look away from the window. 'The weather outside looks hot.' The sun was already out in full force. It was a beautiful summer's day. Rachel holds her breath as Quinn lifts up her beater to wipe the sweat from her forehead. 'Oh yeah, I have it bad.' The light morning sun reflects perfectly off Quinn's skin, making her glow as she tries to start the machine. 'Okay, so I'm creeping on her, but it would be a crime if I didn't, I mean seriously, how can anyone expect me to not stare at that beautiful-'

"Rachel?" Beth tugs at her shirt.

"Huh… Oh um, hi Beth?" She draws her eyes away from the older blonde and to the curious looking five year old.

"What are you doing?" Beth asks as she looks out the window. All she sees is her mom kicking the lawn mower… the same thing she did every Sunday when she would attempt to do yard work.

"Oh, um… n-nothing, I was just thinking." Rachel stutters out… 'Thinking about your mom…' Beth gives her a perfectly sculpted eyebrow lift, just like her mom before looking out the window again. Her mom finally manages to start the machine.

"I'm watchin Scooby-Doo, it's the episode… with the black knight. I already know how it ends, but do you want to watch with me? Please!" Beth pleads.

"Um… I really should…" she was going to say finish unpacking, but her words die away as soon as Beth gives her the puppy dog eyes. 'Those should be illegal.' "Okay… but just for a little bit, then I should finish unpacking." Beth immediately grabs her hand and pulls her into the living room.

"Can I help… after cartoons" Beth asks as soon as she pulls Rachel into the living room.

"Of course you can… you're the best helper I know." Rachel smiles when she sees Beth light up with excitement. "Did you already have breakfast?" She asks Beth when a commercial comes on. Beth immediately nods yes.

"Mama made blueberry muffins, and scrambled eggs."

"She did?" Beth nods again. 'Wow, she must have been up early.'

"Yup, and she made bacon… because she always makes bacon on Sundays, and she hadn't had it in a while because she said you didn't like bacon, but she made it anyway… and she like ate the whole thing… but I help too because it's so good. So there's no bacon left, but there should be muffins. Mama said that we couldn't eat all of them since you were still sleeping when she made them." The girl finishes as soon as Scooby-Doo came back on.

"Okay… so that was a yes then." Beth shushes her. "I'm going to get something to eat." Rachel announces as she walks back into the kitchen. She was starving thanks to her vigorous workout. She easily finds the muffins, and warms one up in the microwave. 'Damn these are delicious…' she thinks as soon as she bites into it. 'I knew she could cook.' She devours half of her muffin. She then turns to look out the window to see how far Quinn was in the yard. 'She looks so hot.' Rachel watches Quinn walk across the yard pushing the loud machine. It was then six specific words that came to Rachel's mind. 'I want you to want me.' She starts to hum. "You got to love Cheap Trick."

Outside, Quinn was about ready to quit… mowing sucked.

"This sucks." Quinn gasps. She was hot and sweaty, and there was grass all over her legs. 'I hate mowing…' she stops the machine. 'A break couldn't hurt.' Truthfully, she was going to try to draw this chore out for as long as possible until they had to go to dinner. Quinn was worried about last night, she wasn't sure what to expect from Rachel... So much had been revealed, yet she also crossed some lines. Rachel had looked so confused when she left the basement last night. She half expected her to come bursting into her room and demand an explanation. She was also scared at the fact Rachel might be mad at her for going through her stuff. She knew it was wrong, but really what could you expect. It was like telling someone not to look, you know they're going to look anyway. It was a reflex… of sorts.

"Hey…" Quinn spins to around as soon as she hears Rachel. Rachel was carrying a tray of lemonade. "You looked thirsty… so I whipped up some raspberry lemonade. It's freshly squeezed." Rachel says with a smile.

Quinn was speechless… literally. Her mouth was completely dry… and god was she thirsty. She drank in Rachel's appearance, Rachel seemed to be okay. She didn't look mad, in fact, she looked breathtaking. She was even smiling ever so slightly. Her eyes were as bright as ever, and the way her hips moved as she got closer was almost too distracting. The way Rachel bit her bottom lip once she stopped in front of Quinn was… delicious.

'You're staring Quinn.' she clears her throat. "Thanks." Her voice squeaks slightly as she grabs a glass from Rachel. She takes a sip of the nice cold drink and immediately feels cooler. 'Damn that quenches the thirst.' She chugs the rest in her glass and gasps as soon as it's empty. Rachel smiles at the action.

"It must be good." She says with a flirtatious tone.

"It hit the right spot that's for sure." Quinn smiles back. Quinn starts to stare again… she couldn't help it though. Rachel was sending out some intense vibes and she was just trying to make sure she was reading them right. There were a thousand things she wanted to say, she just wasn't sure how to tell them. On one hand, she could bring up what happened last night, and on the other hand, she could let Rachel bring up what happen last night. In reality, the ball was in Rachel's court. It was just a matter of time to see what the nanny would do. Or at least she hopes so.

Rachel was eyeing Quinn. 'Maybe coming out here was a mistake.' She thinks as she freezes in her thoughts. A part of her wanted to tackle Quinn to the ground and have her way with her out in the open, she of course wouldn't do that though. Another part of her wanted Quinn to make the first move. 'I mean Quinn technically already knows how I feel… so if she had similar feeling she would make the first move right.' Then of course, there was the feeling of making Quinn chase her… to want her so bad, to crave her. She wanted to tease her until she caved, and that was what she was going to do. "I should get back inside." Rachel grabs the glass from Quinn, her fingers lightly drag across Quinn's.

It takes a moment for Quinn to comprehend what Rachel said. "Yeah, I mean… I'm almost done so I'll be in… um shortly." She already felt thirsty again thanks to the sight of Rachel leaving. 'Well… that was interesting.' She says to herself. Quinn manages to finish her yard just as noon rolled around. She was tired, sweaty, and full of grass.

As she entered the house, she noticed it was quiet. Beth was no longer watching TV, and Rachel wasn't in the kitchen making her lunch. 'They're probably in the basement. Rachel is probably still unpacking.'

Instead of laying on the couch like Quinn wanted to, she goes upstairs to take a nice cold shower. It was just what she needs to cool off and wash away the smell of cut grass. After that, she decides to go and search for her blonde wild child… and see what Rachel was up to. She decided that Rachel either didn't know that she had read her diary or she didn't care since she hadn't brought it up. Plus Rachel seemed to be in a good mood.

The door to the basement was open as she walked downstairs. She could hear the very distinctive tune coming from the piano.

"Like this Bethy… put your fingers here." Rachel's voice says calmly. "Good… now remember what I told you…"

"I'll get it this time." Beth says confidently.

"Okay, ready…" Quinn peeks around the corner of the door just as the notes to twinkle twinkle little star start to play. Inside Rachel's new room Beth was sitting on Rachel's lap as Rachel guided the five year Old's fingers across the correct notes to the song. "Okay and remember, sing from the diaphragm…" Beth nods as she focusses on the keys to the song.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star…" Beth misses a note. "Oops…"

"Its okay sweetie keep going."

"How I wonder what you are… up above the world so high… like a diamond in the sky… Twinkle twinkle little star how I wonder what…. You… AREEEE!" Beth finishes with a high note.

"That was so good Beth."

"But I messed up again." She sounded sad.

"I don't know Beth… Rachel says it sounded good, so she must be right." Quinn walks into the room startling the two of them at the piano.

"Mama! Did you hear me!" Beth jumps from Rachel's lap and rushes to her mom's arms.

"I did, you sounded really good."

"Rachel taught me… but it's really hard to play and sing at the same time, cuz the first time I forgot the words, then the second I forgot the notes… but Rachel's says that it takes time to get really good, and this time I played the wrong key." Beth says all in one breath.

"Well, I agree with Rachel, you sounded amazing. Maybe we should put you in singing lessons instead of dance and karate."

"What… no I want to go to the classes' mom…" Beth whines slightly. "Plus Rachel can teach me to sing… and you can teach me to play the piano… right?"

"She does have a point there… I don't think you could find a better teacher than the two of us." Rachel says as she gets up from the piano and closes the key guard. "I take it the yard work is all done."

"Yup, I finished a little while ago… now all I want to do is relax until we have to go over to my mothers. The room looks good."

Rachel had finished putting away the rest of her belongings, thanks to the help of a blonde wild child.

"Yeah, it looks good."

"I want to live down here with Rachel mama! Her room is so nice and it's twice as big as mine… plus she could get lonely sleeping down here all alone… won't you Rachel."

"I think Rachel will be fine… plus she doesn't need a little bed hog taking up her bed."

Beth pulls away from her mom.

"I wouldn't do that… right Rachel."

"I don't know little lion… I've heard you move a lot in your sleep. Plus, if you sleep down here with me your mommy might get lonely upstairs all by herself."

"She could sleep with you too."

'There's a thought.' Quinn thinks as she chances a glance to Rachel. She can't help but notice her blush a little. She had to look away once Rachel caught her eye. "Well… I'm going to um… fill out that paperwork for those classes…" Quinn retreats back upstairs.

The rest of the day went by slowly. Quinn kept thinking about sleeping in bed with Rachel thanks to Beth's all but innocent words. She, however couldn't get past the sneaky glances Rachel was giving her around the house. They were innocent enough, yet every time she caught the girl's eyes it made her heart speed up. She wanted Rachel to do something… but in the end, she would look away or leave the room. Rachel was starting to confuse her more than ever. She was sure, thanks to the words from her diary that there were feelings there, yet the brunette seemed to be trying to avoid her at all cost.

Thankfully, they would be leaving for her mom's soon. At least there, Rachel wouldn't avoid her.

"Beth... Sweety, you can't wear those shoes with those clothes." Quinn tries to remove the lime green Crocs from her daughter's feet.

"But they're comfortable, and and I want to wear them." Beth pouts.

"But you're wearing a red shirt… you'll look like a Christmas tree."

"I like Christmas." Beth gleams.

"Can you please just where your tennis shoes?"

"But-"

"Beth you should listen to your mom." Rachel says as she walks into the entryway.

She looked amazing with her white flowing dress on.. Her hair was lightly curled and she carried a pair of heals in one hand. Quinn tries her best not to stare… and to close her mouth.

'Stop drooling' she chastises herself. Rachel says something to her, but she is too busy trying to calm herself to focus.

"Quinn?"

"Huh… I'm sorry Rachel I didn't catch that."

"I asked is you could help me with this zipper… the silly thing seems to be stuck." Rachel turns around revealing her bare flawless back. Quinn tries to swallow.

'I need some water.' Her hands tremble. "Yeah, sure…" 'Shoot me now.' She tries her best to still her hands against the zipper. Rachel wasn't wearing a bra that much she knew, she was half tempted to look down the nanny's dress to see if she was going commando as well. Unfortunately, her hands were working faster than her brain. "There, all done." She lightly runs her fingers over the white material. Rachel shivered. "I suddenly feel underdressed." She says when Rachel turns around. Quinn on the other hand was wearing an old Yale shirt with skinny jeans.

"Nonsense you look flawless as usual." Rachel rakes her eyes over her. It was Quinn's turn to blush. "Are we ready?" Rachel asks.

Quinn shakes herself back to reality.

"Yes Rea Rea… but mommy won't let me wear my green Crocs, because I'm wearing red." Beth says offhandedly.

"We should get going." Quinn says in a hurry so the five year old can't slip off her shoes.

Rachel sang to the radio as they drove towards Quinn's mom's house. She kept looking over at Quinn, who was smiling like mad. She then looked back at Beth, who was belting out the words as well. 'Her pitch is off… but she has a great set of lungs.'

"There they are." Judy greets them as they walk up to her house. "Rachel you look lovely dear, like always." She pulls Rachel into a warm hug. "And there's my favorite grandchild as cute as always. Come here and give your mema a hug." Beth practically jumps into Judy's arms. "Aw, I've missed you so much." She gives Beth a kiss, causing the wild child to squeal. "And Quinn… I see you dressed up for the occasion." She takes in her daughter's appearance.

"Ha-ha… I didn't know family dinners where becoming formal."

"I'm just kidding, my sweet casual daughter." Quinn rolls her eyes. "Anyway supper is almost done… oh and your fathers called and said they would be here shortly so we can start setting the table for them. I made an assortment of homemade vegan pot pies and chicken pot pies. Along with a fresh veggie salad and for dessert I have deep fried banana bread bites with some fresh sorbet."

"That sounds delicious Judy." Rachel Gleams.

'It sounded more than delicious.' Quinn thinks. "Yeah mom, you really out did yourself tonight."

"Oh shush… I'm just happy you two are here… now tell me all about you two moving in with each other." The two of them look at each other. "Come now girls you know, I know you're living together now… so fill me in."

"It's good." Quinn answers with some worry. 'I mean I've only attempted to kiss her like twice now and I read her diary… so all in all it can't be that bad.'

Rachel doesn't put her two cents in, from what Quinn can tell she looked conflicted.

"Just good… come on I need more than that." Judy pries.

"Mom we've literally only officially been living with each other a day… there really isn't much to divulge." Quinn says curtly.

Judy looks disappointed.

"Fine well, I guess we can start setting the table. Can you two handle that… Beth and I are going to go and get the mail…

"Yeah!" Beth squeaks as she grabs a hold of her Grandma's hand and pulls her towards the door.

"Oh, and Quinn don't forget the…"

"Wine opener… yes, I know."

Rachel follows Quinn into the kitchen to help. Quinn finds the wine opener next to the bottle for once.

"What do you need me to do?"

'I could think of a few things…' "Um… the nice plates are in that cupboard. I'll be right back." Quinn grabs the bottle and opener and walks toward the dining room. When she walks back into the kitchen, she notices Rachel struggling to reach the dishes.

Rachel had no problem grabbing the first four dishes, but the last two were on the next shelf up and for the life of her she couldn't reach. She was half tempted to climb onto the counter tops when someone grabs her waist. Her initial reaction was to turn around and see who it was, but then they spoke.

"Need some help?" Quinn whispers lowly in her ear. Her grip was firm as she lifts Rachel two inches off the ground. Just enough for her to reach. Before she knew it, she was back on the ground. She turns to face Quinn, who still hadn't moved from her space.

"Thanks." Rachel breathes out.

Quinn can't help but groan as the breath warms her lips.'Do it… KISS her now!' Quinn leans in to kiss her it was perfect, and now there was no five year old to interrupt them. She could almost taste Rachel on her lips.

Rachel leans her head up slightly wanting to taste those lush lips.

"Quinn, dear can you grab…" Judy walks into the kitchen. Rachel's eyes open. "What's going on here." Quinn hadn't jumped back as one would expect to do. Instead, her body did the other reaction.

Freeze.

"Quinn?"

"Um… got it." She wipes her finger across Rachel's cheek and turns around. "Eyelash... You know how those drive me crazy." She blows on her finger.

"Right… Rachel dear the plates please, I think your fathers just pulled into the driveway so let's get this show on the road, oh and Quinn grab the other wine glasses please."

Rachel is flushed for more than one reason, but she reluctantly grabs the plates and pushes past Quinn to get into the dining room.

"Shit." Quinn groans. There was no escaping that one. They both wanted it. Quinn grabs the other wine glasses… yes, her mom has multiple sets of wine glasses. She walks into the dining room just in time to hear Rachel great her parents at the door.

The Berry men brought their own bottle of wine yet again.

'At least this time they don't seem so angry… or stressed.' Quinn thinks as she eyes the couple from the table.

"Quinn dear come take the wine please." Judy calls to her. "We have quite a meal for you all tonight, so I hope you brought your appetite.

"Oh I bring that with me where ever we go." Hiram says as he pats his belly.

"Daddy." Hiram rolls his eyes at his daughter and grabs Judy's arm to lead her into the dining room.

"It's not my fault my favorite daughter isn't cooking for me anymore." Hiram teases. "I've lost weight."

"I've been away for a week now."

"I know, dear… and I'm not going to lie, we miss your cooking like crazy, but we are enjoying the quiet morning's without the elliptical going full blast." Both the Berry men and Judy laugh.

"Come on girls, let's eat. " Judy calls.

Beth rushes past her mom so she could sit next to Rachel again, which was probably for the best considering the two of them couldn't even meet each other's eyes. Dinner was going to be awkward.

And it was. The conversation was mostly kept between the three older adults and a rambunctious five year old that seemed to have an input for everything.

Rachel and Quinn kept stealing glances at each other from across the table.

"So what's new with my sweet grandchild." Judy asks Beth as they finish their meal.

"Um… oh mommy and Rachel enrolled me in a dance class and I'm also going to be taking karate lessons."

"OH really… doesn't that sound exciting… Well, I'm glad you're trying something new before you start school." Judy says.

"Rachel is going to take me there tomorrow to drop of the… app.. applicctioinn. Whatever that is. She also said that we could watch them so I can see what I'll be doing the next class."

"God she is so precious… you know we still have some of Rachel's old tutu's from when she started dancing… I'll have to drop them off sometime." Leroy says with a smile. "She looked so cute twirling in the living room with them on. Is that okay with you two."

The question was directed at Quinn and Rachel.

"Huh?... Oh yeah, sure… I don't see why not." Quinn says, not really sure what she'd agreed to. She looks across the table at Rachel, who all of a sudden found her plate to be more exciting than her. "Will you excuse me for…" she gets up and walks out of the dining room. It was as if the thermostat in the house was cranked up to an ungodly temperature. She makes her way into the downstairs washroom. The cool water from the sink calmed her and took away the heat. Next, she splashes some water on her face to take care of her beat red face. She looked like she ran a 5 minute mile or something. When she turns around, she almost screams. Rachel was standing with her back against the door. 'The girl was like a ninja.' Quinn takes a step towards her. "Rach I-" before she could finish Rachel's lips were on her's

Quinn was caught off guard for a second… but after her mind caught up to what was happening, she pressed her own lips as softly against Rachel's, letting out a pathetic whimper. Rachel mewled from deep in her throat and wrapped a hand softly around Quinn's neck as the girl pulled her deeper into the kiss, running her tongue softly along Rachel's bottom lip. Rachel moaned and pushed her body into the blonde's softly, completely surrendering herself as Quinn rested a hand on the girl's tiny waistline and protectively covered the girl's body with her own.

Everything stopped except for that kiss. They could only feel their bodies pressed against each other. They could only hear the soft moans and whimpers they were both letting out softly. They only tasted each other's warm lips and they could only smell each other's scent.

When they finally broke apart, they simply stared into each other's eyes, both of them breathing heavily from the weight of the kiss. Quinn couldn't help but smile, it was just what she needed… no more second guessing, no more almost kisses. This had been real. Rachel had kissed her… and she had kissed Rachel.

She leans back down to capture the brunette's lips again.

Knock Knock

The girls jump apart.

"Quinn dear…" Judy's voice forces them apart. "What are you doing in there sweetie, we're about to have dessert.

"I'll be out in a Sec" Quinn was just relieved she was able to talk without her voice cracking.

"Okay dear… but hurry up."

The two of them listen to the retreating sounds of footsteps.

Quinn rests her forehead against Rachel's.

"That was a close one." Rachel breathes.

Quinn nods and then pulls Rachel's lips against her's again. The kiss is shorter this time. Quinn just had to taste her one last time before they rejoined the dinner.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Quinn breathes.

Rachel gives her a megawatt smile as she ducks her head in shyness.

"Probably just as long as I have." She all but whispers. "We better go back out there…" Rachel laces her hand with Quinn's and opens the door. The two of them prayed they didn't look like they had been kissing in the bathroom this whole time.

Even though they knew, their parents wouldn't mind… what had just happened between them was something new… and they both silently agreed to see where things went before involving the parentals.

Going back into the dining room the two of them had to drop each others hand, but at least now, all the tension between them was broken. They could now act like civilized human being instead.

The dessert was delicious, and while the two of them stole glances at each other, instead of looking away they would smile… or blush.

The Berry's were the first to leave since they had a slightly longer drive than Quinn. As they left, they of course reminded that the next family dinner would be at their house.

"We'll see you girls on Sunday!" Judy calls to them as they climb into the Audi shortly after helping Judy clean up. They wanted to get Beth home and in bed as soon as possible, since she was already falling asleep in the back seat.

'It was probably due to the six fried banana pieces she ate for dessert.' Quinn thinks as she watches her daughter's head bob in the rearview mirror. She wouldn't be surprised if Beth got sick during the night from eating so much.

"Tonight was a lot of fun." Rachel whispers across the council. Quinn smiled.

After tucking in a sleeping little lion, Quinn and Rachel go back downstairs. By the time they hit the last stair Rachel had spun to capture Quinn's lips with her own.

Quinn manages to steer them towards the couch before falling down on the couch, and pulling Rachel on top of her.

Quinn groans as the kiss turns into a heated make out session. She runs her hands under the white dress and pulls Rachel flush against her. It had been such a long time since she had felt like this. She almost cries when Rachel pulls away for air.

"You are a very. Good. Kisser." Quinn moans.

"You're not so bad yourself." Rachel kisses her again.

"Mmmnnmm, can I tell you something." Quinn says breathlessly as Rachel pulls away. "I've wanted to do this for a very long time."

"Really?" Rachel smiles down at her. "Me too."

"And now here we are…" Quinn gleams. "And it feels so right, you know."

"I agree… sometimes first kisses can be a little forced, but this just feels right… like I should've been trying to kiss you months ago." Rachel leans back down.

"I want to take you out on a date." Quinn says abruptly. "Like a real date." Rachel's speechless for a moment. "We could, I don't know get to know each other more… even though we know a lot about each other now… I just… I want to know everything about you."

"That sounds amazing Quinn."

"So it's a yes." Quinn looks at her hopefully.

"Yes, Absolutely…"

"Crap… now we're going to need a babysitter… maybe San.' Quinn says almost to herself. "So Friday?"

"Will you pick me up?" Rachel smiles at her joke.

"I won't be late." She looks up at the clock. It was well past eleven thirty, and she had to work tomorrow. "Ugh, I don't want to go to bed."

"Too bad… because I'm not waking myself up to make sure you're awake."

Quinn gasps.

"Fine… Goodnight." She says with one last kiss before they detangled themselves from the couch. Quinn slowly drags her feet towards the stairs as Rachel watches her.

"Oh, and Quinn…" Quinn stops. "Don't read my Diary again." It takes a moment for Quinn to realize she was joking with her.

Quinn can't help but smile. "I promise." Quinn can only imagine what Rachel would write in it tonight.

End

So took me long enough… I re-wrote it several times, review… right meow (sorry I was watching Super Troopers while writing this) let me know what you think. Half the fun of writing is hearing back from you guys!

Things to look forward to… Beth's first Dance and Karate Class, and Rachel and Quinn's first date. Also, I plan on having Brittana's first meeting in the next chapter, along with a little bit of drama.