Alright this is a little Faberry one. I promise there will be massive Brittana in the next one. School's been crazy so writing will be slow. Bear with me. I'll probably be posting once a week or so. Depending on my free time. Thanks so much for your reviews, they really help.

Disclaimer: you know it.

REVIEWERS:

Blueskkies: Yeah, sorry. This one's more Faberry filler. Don't worry sexy Brittana is on it's way.

squintsquad03: Yep, Britt can make friends with anyone. And I would think you're strange too if the chair dancing were to occur spontaneously in random places.

Momo30: Yeah, they're frustrating that way.

BreakYourHeart: Yeah, San may man up eveeentually...and no not in the baby making way, pft. You and your Brittana babies.

TheweirdEmma: Aw, thanks. I tried to stay pretty true to Rachel's character. I figured soccer and Brittana would be a good combo. I've had no complaints.

Riptide2015: Posssttiinnggg. You shall see.

Kay: No they haven't slept together. They've just made out a few times. Jealous Santana is quite the favorite.

PrettyLittleGleeber: Aw, Thanks. The big game is coming up in a few chapters so you'll have to wait a bit, unfortunately.

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The Rise of a New Couple

Quinn's POV

Rachel hasn't talked to me since lunch. I don't blame her. I rushed into it. It's just bad timing. I can't face her at glee.

"Q?" Brittany calls out in the locker room. She spots me. "There you are. Everyone's worried about you. You didn't show up to glee practice."

"Yeah, just thinking."

"Quinn…how could you keep liking Rachel a secret from me?" I look up at her.

"Santana told you?" Her features knot together.

"San knew? You told her and not me?" Britt looks crestfallen and it makes me feel really guilty, it's like I just kicked a puppy.

"B…It just happened after you left the other day and ran home. Santana and I got talking about feelings and things and it sort of slipped out."

"Q, Rachel told me that you kissed her." I smile slightly at the thought. "Jessie dumped her over the phone because Rachel rushed to tell her." My smile drops.

"Is she ok?" Brittany shrugs.

"I don't know, maybe. But I think you two should talk. She seems to think that you either actually like her…or it's a ploy to break Jessie before the game."

"What if it's both?"

"Quinn." Brittany gasps. "I'd expect this from San but not you."

"No, no. Britt I didn't mean it like that. Yes, I like her but San is using it to keep us in glee and Coach off our backs. I'd never use her."

"You have to tell Rachel. Now. Before anything happens, before she finds out from someone else." I stand up from the bench I'm sitting on.

"Alright, where is she?" I ask Britt.

"Where else would she be?" Brittany smiles and I know where she is.

"Thanks Britt. And by the way, San, really cares for you. She's just scared." Brittany nods and smiles at me. "Oh and she totally knows you like her." Her face drops and her eyes widen. "You were drunk a few months ago and you blurted it out to her. Anyways, I gotta go find Rachel, bye." I run off to find Rachel, I feel a little guilty letting Britt know like that. But I think she needs to. And they need to get together already. I've been sick of their flirting and their fighting for the past couple of years. I won't be in the middle of it anymore. They need to sort themselves out.

I enter the auditorium and see Rachel sitting on the stage in deep thought. "Mind if I join?" I ask as I wall up the aisle. Her head whips up. "I think we should talk." She nods and pats the area of stage next to her.

I walk up the steps and come to sit next to her, dangling my legs off the edge of the stage. "I heard Jessie broke up with you." Oh wow, Quinn…great opener. Really classy.

"Yeah." Rachel's voice cracks a bit. My heart clenches. "I don't think I was happy for a while now, though."

"Really? I thought you two were going strong. At least that's how it looked."

She sighs, "I just think we were too…I don't know. We were just two people who wanted perfection in everything. It just didn't make for a good relationship. She was a harsh critic most of the time, as was I." She looks down at her feet.

"Rachel…perfection is subjective. No one ever finds it unless they believe they have." I place my hand on hers. They are a bit bigger than mine, I would chuckle at the nickname man-hands if I weren't so concerned in consoling her. They gave it for a reason. "And I think I've found it." She turns to me and I stare into her eyes. "Rachel, I've liked you for so long but I was in denial. I thought I could hide behind Finn but…he doesn't have what you have. Passion, drive, intelligence. You see what you want and go for it. A quality I find very attractive." She blushes and looks down at our hands. I brush my fingers across hers.

"So, you have liked me for a while. This wasn't some ploy to ruin Jessie before the game?" Rachel looks into my eyes and I look back.

"Rachel, my reasons are my own. I really like you. Santana just used that to our advantage and told coach that's why we were in glee club so we could stay. I would never use you like that. Santana may think I am but I'm not. You're really special to me." I bring up my other hand and cup her cheek. She smiles at me and leans in. I meet her halfway pressing a tender kiss to her lips. I'm sporting a massive grin right now.

"You're pretty special to me too, Q."