Title: And Then There Was None (4/4)

Author: Mina Robins

Fandom: Glee

Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Quinn/Sam, Rachel/Finn

Rating: T

My apologies on the late update, this weekend has been a madhouse.

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"Rachel, I'm so sorry about the microwave." Finn was washing his hands in her bathroom. Oh damn it; she only has the kind of soap that smells all girly, great on his girlfriend, not wanted on his hands. "I really didn't know that aluminum foil can't go in the microwave, I mean it can go in the oven with the Christmas turkey, can't it?"

"Oven, yes." Rachel rubbed her hands together in agitation. "Microwave, no."

"Oh." Finn ducked his head in remorse and continued to scrub his hands. "Sorry I screwed up."

"It's okay; you were only trying to assist Brittany." The girl sat on her bed and looked at the clock; it was only 2 o'clock in the morning. Her whole life has been just place together, ripped apart and explained to her whilst getting drunk then becoming sober in the span of 7 pm to 2 am. She said she had to stay with her decision but how can she just leave Quinn in her self-hate? She also could not continue dating someone she wasn't in love with, the diva squeezed her eyes shut, she has been such a hypocrite! "Finn, I think we need to break up."

"What!" the startled taller boy spun around to stare at his girlfriend. Forgetting to dry his hands first and thus managing to splatter a handful of icy droplets onto the starlet's face. "Crap, sorry about that and sorry about the microwave, I'll get a job and make sure to pay your parents back for it!"

Rachel clenched her hands. "Finn it's not the microwave, we just don't have the right chemistry."

"Chemistry?" Finn squinted an eye at her, what does school have to do with them dating?

"Indeed." Rachel smiled. "I am so relieved that you are taking this so well, I have enjoyed the time we have spent together and I will remember you fondly."

"Wait, are you breaking up with me?" Once again his face had the characteristic frown evoked normally by a surprise quiz. Rachel nodded confirmation. "Why, I thought we were all good again."

"Sorry Finn, I…" Rachel wanted to tell him she was in love with someone else but he looked absolutely heart broken. "I feel as if I need to focus on my school work and career."

Finn wanted to ask 'what career' but kept his mouth shut he had some smarts. "I get it I guess…"

"Thank you."

"Maybe we'll get together soon though?" His eyes sparkled with hope.

Rachel shifted uneasily. "Perhaps."

Finn smiled the same boyish grin he had given her the same day he had first asked her out and wrapped her in a bear hug. "Well then I have something to look forward to?"

Rachel uncomfortably patted the gangly jock's back until he released her.

…

Sam waited till Quinn came back to the room. He had gotten dressed and was sitting on top of his mussed up bed.

Quinn gave him a quizzical look and sat next to him. "Sam?"

"Quinn, sorry." His voice wavered; it's not easy to admit this. "Look, I know you have a thing for Rachel Berry."

The hazel eyed girl's face remained passive. "No, I'm not gay Sam; I thought what we," she pointed her index finger at him and then at herself as if to prove her statement. "Just did made that quite clear."

"We had sex Quinn, you can't even say sex or making love because you didn't want to be with me and I was an ass for taking advantage of you." Sam ruffled his dyed beach blonde hair and took Quinn's smaller hands in his. "We can break up so you can be with her, okay."

"No, I don't want to." Quinn's voice was monotone and firm. "We are dating, we just had… Sex and I am not gay."

"Quinn."

"Evans, shut up." Quinn got up from the bed and picked up the rest of her things. "I'll see you in school on Monday."

…

School has not been fun.

Quinn was having a just wonderful time avoiding the petite brunette. If by using wonderful to mean totally demented then the word fitted perfectly to her situation. She had managed to either show up later than her ex or leave earlier to elude the determine singer at every turn. To be quite honest Quinn was confused why Rachel seemed clear bent on cornering her.

She had just finished her gym period and that meant skipping the crazy gym teacher and having an extra hour to work on cheerleading routines. You didn't think Sue Sylvester would allow her girls to waste precious time, did you?

She had walked into the girls change room with a docile smile and had just pulled her tank top off when Santana moved in next to her. She schooled her features to a sneer. Santana has been bugging her for as long as Rachel. It was satisfying to make the Latina run 5 extra laps around the entire field the first time she had mention Rachel but now it was just getting tedious to deal with her. Quinn made Santana the very bottom of the pyramid again. It was a fate Santana had before escaped since the whole episode she had with Quinn and Brittany. Normally Santana would relent provoking the blonde but Quinn's harassment only seemed to have made the brunette want to needle her more on the whole Rachel dilemma.

"So you and Berry fix things up yet?"

If Quinn had been drinking water she would have spat it onto the tan girl and proceeded to choke on water and air, however, it being the case that she had no beverage to cover her answer, Quinn scoffed. "No and when the hell do you call her anything then dwarf?"

"Yeah San," Brittany frowned and whispered. "It's the proper way to refer to her kind."

"Wait what?" Santana paused. "What kind?"

In an even quieter voice that even Quinn had trouble hearing Brittany continued. "Magic folk, fae."

Santana shook her head and after checking no one was looking quickly peck Brittany on the cheek. "Baby, would you mind buying me a bottle of water?"

Brittany nodded and began walking out of the change room but not before Santana and grasp onto her hand, turned her around and pulled a shirt properly over her girl's fine body. "Okay, now go."

The blonde smiled and hopped away.

"Okay," Santana continued to change out of her sticky uniform. "How are you and the muchkin getting along, she told me she's having a hard time tracking you down."

"Why are you helping her, and no I'm not all homo for her like you and B are." Quinn angrily replied. "Just cause you're gay doesn't make the whole world-"

"Shut the hell up Fabray," Santana had a dangerous glint in her eyes and a deceivingly calm voice. "I know you're freaking nuts but don't you pull me into your pointless hurricane of bitch just cause you and your girl are having some problems."

Through gritted teeth Quinn growled back, "I have a boyfriend I'm not the freaking queer so fuck off."

"Quinn Celeste Fabray, apologize to Santana right this instant!"

Quinn who at the moment had just began putting her clean cheer shirt on froze mid action. "Rachel?"

"Apologize!"

The blonde freaked out and hastily pulled her shirt on and turned to Santana. "Sorry, sorry!"

"Whatever, patch things up so the kiddies in glee club can stop being so afraid of you two." Santana hoped they really would fix up their relationship, she hadn't seen Quinn this emotional since the whole babygate issue and she had never seen Quinn this whipped.

Rachel huffed, "No one is afraid of us, you make it sound like we are terrorizing the school."

"Rachel you've been acting like you're on a hunt and Quinn's been running marathons through the halls for the past week, so yeah, you guys are freaking everyone out." Santana rolled her eyes and glared at the two involved. "Fix this."

With that Santana finished dressing and walked to another bench. Leaving the blushing Quinn and Rachel to talk things out.

"Rachel, we aren't together anymore, I get that you didn't like being in the dark and a secret so we aren't, what more do you want?" The blonde looked tired and broken having to admit their relationships dire ending.

"Quinn, I'm sorry," Rachel moved to put her arms around the blonde but when Quinn drew back she realized they were still in a school change room, she promptly lowered her voice. "I apologize for being so forceful with you; I should never pressure you into something you are emotionally incapable of."

Quinn blinked in disbelief. "Really?"

"Yes," Rachel walked closer but made sure not to touch Quinn in any intimate way and controlled her voice to a murmur. "I want to be with you in any way possible."

Quinn fidgeted with her skirt, for a moment it was just her and Rachel. "I… would like that very much"

"Thank you Quinn, I truly was unaware of the pressure your parents-"

"What do you mean?" Quinn's eyes shot open with realization. "Santana told you, didn't she, that I'm all screwed up?"

"Darling, you are not screwed up, we can work through this, I was being inconsiderate under the circumstances and I-"

"No, I'm not gay" Quinn hissed the last part like it was poison on her tongue. She did not stand in Sam's shower with scalding hot water pouring onto her as she hyperventilated for 15 minutes for nothing.

"Quinn its okay to gradually work towards accepting your orientation." Rachel soothed.

"Stop, I… manage with Sam and you should also choose someone that can share your lime light." Quinn back out of Rachel's perimeter, it was intoxicating to be so close and yet not be able to touch her. "I'm going to be late for class."

"Please, we can try to work this out." Rachel held onto Quinn's wrist in a light grip. "I love you Quinn."

Quinn sighed, she didn't want to do this but she wasn't ready to be gay and she isn't gay, at least not in the working world. "I slept with Sam."

Rachel choked out a gasp and loosened her hold on Quinn's wrist. "You did what?" Rachel's voice was a soft mumble.

"You heard me." The blonde growled in a frustrated tone. She picked up her backpack, leaving the room with Rachel steadying herself against the metal lockers. For a long time after that Quinn thinks she may have left behind her own beating heart.

…..

The weeks after were a disaster. Rachel didn't seem to care how anything was choreographed and her voice, though strong and clear, was missing emotion. Quinn went in overdrive and took to steering the glee team towards a goal, winning. Songs were taught, learnt and choreography and guidelines were obeyed faster than ever before. Mr. Schue was concerned for their resident diva but was also impressed by Quinn's imposing leadership skills. The two had actually the same amount of the trait but unfortunately Rachel had been much lower on the social totem pole.

People were confused by the change in leadership but followed along, too afraid to actually voice their concern. Sam tried to bring up the subject of Rachel but every time he manage to start a conversation that concerned the diva, Quinn would just fuck him until he saw stars. Blame him for being a male but it was freaking impossible to have a conversation with Quinn when she does those kinds of things to his body. It was also unmanageable to say 'no' to Quinn.

Brittany had taken to being Rachel's friend and Santana had joined in afterwards with a lot of persuasion and the threatening of the withholding of sex from Brittany. It was never mentioned but it was obvious Santana had been the one to suggest the friendship. She had informed her girlfriend to go talk to Rachel when they saw the disheartened starlet exit the change room that fateful afternoon.

At the moment the three were sitting in a secluded corner of the high school library, Rachel was doing all she could on tutoring Brittany on Algebra but it was becoming an unmanageable endeavor.

"Brittany we just went over this, please, you know how to do this."

The blonde in question sighed and turned her head to her girlfriend, Santana tried to mouth the answer to her miserable looking lover but stop when Rachel turned to glare at her. Santana rolled her eyes, god damn, Berry can be freaking homicidal when no one's been up her cookie jar. Ugh, Santana grimaced, that's going to be an image she won't be able to clean out of her brain for a long time.

"I just don't get it Rachel…" The blonde looked ready to cry, her lips pouted and her writing hand unconsciously twirling her pencil. "I'm trying but this is so confusing."

Rachel sighed; she didn't want to pressure the blue eyed girl. "I know, here, how about we go over the steps some more?"

Brittany mumbled something incoherent, looking once again ready to give up until suddenly sitting straight and giving the question another much more determined try. Rachel canted her head quizzically until she noticed the Latina had been absent mindedly rubbing soothing circles on Brittany's lower back.

Rachel smiled despite her own heartache; it was nice to know that her friends were managing so well. Santana didn't even seem to be aware of her actions, her right hand may be gently massaging Brittany's back but her left hand was still keeping 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest' open and her eyes were scrolling through the lines.

Brittany shyly pushed her workbook towards Rachel. After glancing at the work and answer Rachel smiled and stuck a gold star next to Brittany's answer. "You did it, see, if you just put your mind to it I'm sure you can overcome questions you have already learnt."

The blonde nodded started chewing on her pencil's unsharpened tip, "Rachel why don't you just do some fae magic and make me smarter?"

The Jewish girl uncrossed her legs and turn fully to face Brittany. "Pardon?"

"Well, you're a dwarf right?"

Rachel had the right to look offended as Santana spluttered out a laugh.

"I'll have you know that I am short but nowhere near the height normally acquainted to the mythical folk that toiled in deep underground mines." Rachel huffed; she had gotten up mid rant and was now standing over the oblivious blonde. "Furthermore I would think-"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Their school's resident librarian walked by, giving the group of teenagers the universal motion for 'be silent'. Rachel opened her mouth to explain when the librarian shook her head and pointed to her ear and then at each of the girls. "Two more strikes and you three hooligans are out."

Rachel sat down flabbergasted at how she seemed to be tangoing with her school's rule system a lot more these past couple of weeks. Her math teacher had sent her out of the room for not paying attention in class; her English teacher had taken away her song sheets because she had forgotten her homework and had spent the class composing a new musical play dedicated to the longing love of a comparable couple to her and Quinn. Honestly she knew she should be focusing on her academics, nonetheless a particular blonde was occupying a lot more of her attention.

Quinn had been ignoring her for the five weeks, two days, sixteen hours, twenty two minutes and Rachel glanced at her wrist watch, and thirty nine seconds. It was looking like this was going to continue onto the next month as well. Rachel was trying to be optimistic that love will prevail but things were looking grim indeed. Rachel had started by sending written letters to Quinn, hoping to show how much the blonde meant to her in words and paper. She had left them inside the cheerleader's locker only to see shreds of them in the trashcan the very next break period. Rachel even tried to myspace and facebook Quinn but it seemed that the girl had not only unfriended her but had also blocked her from even leaving a message. She had gone to Quinn's house only to be shooed out by a flustered looking Judy Fabray. The woman had a mojito in her hand and a couple empty glasses on the kitchen island.

"Hey, Berry, cheer up, your emo is bringing the whole table down."

Rachel looked up from her mental musing to face a sympathetic looking Santana, well as sympathetic as the Latina can look.

"I'll help you get back at that stubborn bitch if I have to smack her in the head with a bible, stop looking so…" The girl paused and squinted, what word would suit Rachel at the moment?

"Mopey." Brittany suggested helpfully.

"Yeah, that." Santana paused. "Mopey… wait, where have I heard that before?"

"We were watching Kim Possible at my house last night while you were-"

"." The librarian was back glaring at the three miscreants. "That's two, one more and I'll have your heenies out of here faster than you can spell 'encyclopedia'!"

Brittany waited till the angry looking woman had marched away before continuing something Santana wished she had forgotten to share and something Rachel wished she could unhear, she has never been much on voyeurism and had no particular interest in knowing exactly what Santana had been doing between Brittany's legs yester night.

"Nevertheless." A red faced Rachel stated. "I am not a dwarf, Brittany."

"You're not?" Rachel stared at Santana and watched as the Latina shrugged. "I couldn't resist."

"No, I am not," This time turning to address Brittany. "Why would I, being a so called dwarf be any advantage for you?"

Brittany smiled gleefully and leaned over to whisper into Rachel's ear. "You can use your book of blood to change my testing scores."

"My what to do what?" For once Rachel had lost her eloquence.

"Yeah, this guy from the show Lost Girl, his name was Trick but it was short for Patrick but really he was the Bloodking and he's all kinds of awesome, honestly calling you a dwarf while comparing you to him is like such an honor."

"I suppose…" Rachel glanced over Brittany's head to give Santana a puzzled blink. The tanned girl raised her book to cover her smirk.

"Oh. My. God!" Brittany started bouncing on her seat. "I know just what to do!"

"For you next math question?" Rachel suggested hopefully, she did want to return home and 'mopey' her afternoon away to some classical plays, maybe Gone with the Wind, it was long and would be something she could enjoy.

"No, it's just like you're Bo right?" Brittany tapped Santana. "Right?"

Santana bit her lip and nodded, having fun with encouraging her girlfriend.

"It's like you're this totally hot suck-a-bus, and Dyson is this smexy smexy wolfman, which by the way would be Quinn, who loves you but can't because of some stupid promise and then Bo, which is you, Rachel, got together with Dr. Hot pants and you guys were so sizzling together, mmmm, Zoie Palmer." Brittany smiled dreamily into the horizon before snapping back to attention. "Then Dyson wants you back cause you have someone new but you are actually into Lauren and you guys get along so well and it's so cute and hot, I'm team Lauren but of course I'll be cheering for Quinn in this stich."

"Brittany, slow down, I miss everything you said after hearing something about 'suck a bus'?"

"Berry, she means you're like the succubus on this show we've been watching, she's part of a species that predates on humans." Santana shrugged. "It really is hot cause she feeds on sexual energy and the doctor is human but they still manage to get their sexy on."

Astonished, Rachel gawked at Santana. "I will have you know I do not 'predate' on anything.

Brittany shook her head. "Nuh uh, you totally live on like, attention.

Santana barked out her laughter till Rachel was red in the face from embarrassment. The diva was about to retort when the librarian charged towards them wielding a meter stick and ready to make good her threat. The trio sprang up, packed their belongings and walked as dignifiedly as they could with the 50 something year old, cabbage smelling woman right behind their trail.

Once outside the stuffy room the blue eyed blonde addressed Rachel with all the seriousness of a school teacher. "You've got to move on and meet someone new, and then you can get Quinn to be all jealous and territorial and chase you back."

"No, I absolutely resent using someone for some ulterior motive." Rachel sighed. "I've done something similar with Finn and I refuse to partake in such immoral behaviour again."

"Look, Berry." Rachel breathed through her nose but made the motion to face Santana. "Brittz might be overdoing it with the whole jealousy, wolfy whatever the fuck thing, but I think it is time you try it with someone new, there's plenty of fish in the sea."

The argyle clad girl remained disbelieving.

"Rachel, maybe you need to look for some one that can be there for you." Brittany smiled reassuringly. "We'll get all dolled up this Saturday night and get you a new girlfriend!"

Santana nodded and wrapped her arm around Brittany's slender waist as the blonde continued. "I'll even let you borrow something from our closet so you don't look so throw-up-able."

"Hey!" Rachel rolled her eyes up to the ceiling and laughed, going out did seem less pathetic than what has been occupying her weekends since her and Quinn's separation. "I will accompany you two on a night out and see if I can meet someone I actually find interest in, could be either a male or a female, I am not partial."

"Whoa, didn't know you were playing for both teams, Berry!" The cheerleader teased.

"Santana I will have you know that I am open to love and not close minded enough to judge what package love comes to me by."

"Woooot, party in the weekend!" Brittany sang as she twirled down the now empty hallways.

Santana reached down and shouldered Brittany's backpack and began walking after the over energized blonde but not before giving Rachel one last comforting smile.

With a heavy heart Rachel began her walk home, she definitely wasn't over Quinn, the blonde had been her first actually relationship with a woman. Unfortunately it had been messy and surely did not end on a high note, however, the time they had spent together was cherished and the memories collected were never tarnished by what has befallen them now.

Rachel quickened her pace as the chilly wind swirled around her. Santana and Brittany were right, it was time to go out and try for her happiness again. Or perhaps continue on with her solitude. She knows the pair has been making a valiant effort to make her happy. Santana had forbidden everyone from even daring to fling a slushie towards Rachel's direction and even Brittany had offered to make-out with her if it would make her happy. The starlet had graciously declined the offer and had thought she needed to placate a jealous Santana but the Latina had told her that Brittany always had a way with making people happy. It was sweet of her friends to care that much about her.

Rachel looked up at the darkening skies; at least she now had people to call friends. Maybe, just maybe, tomorrow will be better.

...

Well that was a rather abrupt ending to part 1 of the 4 part series, hope you've enjoyed it thus far and will continue to support this story when it continues :D