Disclaimer: I own nothing but one character. The songs are not mine and Glee is not mine.

This chapter is happier than the last and I hope you like it. I'm introducing a new character.

CHAPTER 3

Rachel's leaning against the hood of her car waiting for the teenager. She had known the girl for almost three years when her and her family moved into the pent house across from her own. The girl was almost twelve at the time and she had shown up with a plate of fresh baked cookies apologizing for the noise the moving crew was making. Rachel had politely declined saying she was vegan and the girl just smiled and said it was ok because they hadn't gotten any shopping done so there was no dairy in it. It shocked her that the young girl knew what a vegan was but smiled and invited her in to share the cookies with a glass of soy milk. She was pulled out of her musing by said girl now fifteen and a sophomore in high school.

"Rachel!" she beamed as she hugged the petite woman.

"Hey kid, how was school?"

She shrugged. "Same as any other day."

"And that would be?" Rachel asked with a smile as they got in the car.

"Boring."

Rachel smiled and started the car. "Well know it is time to go have fun. I invited a friend to dinner with us. You'll like her she's amazing." Rachel said pulling away from the school.

"Rachel!"

They both looked from the menus in front of them and Rachel smiled at the happy blonde. She stood and hugged her.

"Hello Brittany." Rachel smiled motioning for Brittany to sit. "This is my friend Taylor." Rachel turned to the raven haired teen with a smile. She saw the guarded look in her sapphire eyes. "Taylor this is my old friend Brittany; the one I told you about."

Brittany smiled wide at the teen who gave her a shy one in return. "Nice to meet you."

"You too. You're one of the dancers in 'dancing with the stars'." Taylor said making Brittany smile.

"I was. I just quit actually."

"Why? If you don't mind me asking." Taylor said shyly not meeting Brittany's eyes.

"I found something I loved just as much as dancing." Brittany answered.

"What?"

"Teaching those who love to dance everything they'll need to never give up what they love." Brittany smiled. "When I was in tour I enjoyed every minute of it but there were times I felt that my dancing was more of my job not my dream."

"That's a good reason I guess." Taylor said as a waiter cane over ending the conversation.

Rachel has tears in her eyes. She was laughing that hard and it felt amazing. She wasn't alone and she wasn't faking it. It felt almost impossible to feel alone with the blonde and teenager with her. She was laughing at the story Brittany was telling from their junior year.

"I'm serious." Brittany said as Rachel laughed more with Taylor. "Artie tried to use the robot leg things he got from Santa and he fell flat on his butt. Not that he could feel it but her landed in my cats food and water dish."

Brittany knew Santa didn't exist anymore but they never found out where the present had come from so they decided to call it as is.

Taylor couldn't believe his much fun she was having. They told stories and a few people had come up asking for the two women's autograph and for a few pictures. It was times like this where she felt as if she had someone. She knew Rachel felt the same way and the only time they weren't alone was when they were together. She found herself hoping Brittany would be around for awhile so that Rachel would have someone with her and not feel lonely all the time. She could tell the two were close by the way they interacted with each other. They were both relaxed.

"So Brittany have you found a place yet?" Taylor asked once she had calmed down.

"Not yet. I'm staying at a hotel till I do." Brittany said.

Rachel was not having that. "Why would you want to stay at some boring hotel when you can enjoy the spacious and extraordinary Rachel Berry pent house?" Rachel asked. "We can pick up your stuff on the way to my place."

"Still the same Rachel. Taking charge." Brittany teased.

They picked up Brittany's things later that night and placed them in the guest room after Brittany finally agreed with Taylor who was taking the couch.

"Are you sure she isn't your daughter Rachel? She certainly acts like you." Brittany teased once they finished settling her in.

Taylor snorted. "Please. She's more dramatic than me."

"I'm an actress what is your excuse?" Rachel asked as Taylor stuck her tongue out at her and Rachel did the same.

"I thought I was childish." Brittany laughed.

They spent the rest of their Friday night watching movies and musicals.

Half past one Taylor was asleep with her head on Rachel's shoulder. Rachel smiled and draped the blanket over the girl. Brittany yawned and stood.

"Time for bed." she said lifting Taylor's feet up onto the couch.

Rachel got up and lifted Taylor up so she had her head resting on the arm rest and Brittany helped tuck her in.

"How old is she?" Brittany asked.

"Fifteen." Rachel answered.

"Four years older than Beth." Brittany said happily.

Rachel frowned. "Have you spoken to Quinn lately?" Rachel asks.

"Not since Beth's eighth birthday. Have you heard from anyone else?"

"I have coffee with Kurt every now and again. Sometimes he'll bring Mercedes. Puck calls when he can. He does run one of the best clubs in the city you know." Rachel laughed. "He told me that Mike and Tina are well and that Sam and Artie are doing well." Rachel says. "Artie just got engaged to a nice girl a while back an Blaine is happy with Kurt."

"Have you heard from..." Rachel shakes her head.

"Have you?"

"I bumped into her once. It was Beth's eighth birthday." Brittany sighed.

"What happened?" Rachel asked.

"We tried to talk but we argued over why we would and wouldn't work. She got angry and stormed out." Brittany shrugged brushing some hair out os Taylor's face.

"Why wouldn't you work?" Rachel asked.

"I was in LA and she was finishing law school. She was wherever Harvard is located on the map and I was there dancing on TV." Brittany hugged Rachel. "Good night."

Rachel smiled as her friend walked down the hall to the guest room. It wouldn't be long till Brittany found her own place and Taylor would be going home Monday if her parents return. Then she'd be alone once again. She sighed as she walked up the small staircase to the master bedroom.

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