I hope everyone has had/is having a wonderful holiday.
Update number one for today.

Enjoy! :)

Let Go:

Quinn and Rachel were on a terrace overlooking Hyde Park in London. It was New Years Eve and the women had decided to see in the New Year together away from everything. They'd been together just over two months and had seen each other almost every day since they began dating. Things were going from strength to strength and neither woman could remember being as happy as they had been in the past two months.

"Let it go, Rachel."

"I can't Quinn."

"You can." Quinn assured her.

"You haven't let go yet either." Rachel reminded her.

"I'm waiting for you, we're doing this together."

"Can I see what you wrote on yours?"

"Nope, just like I can't see what you wrote on yours."

"Why must you torture me, Quinn?"

"You've got such a flair for dramatics."

"Please tell me you aren't just figuring this out now."

"Oh no, I've known for some time. Now, stop delaying, are you ready?" Quinn asked, trying not to laugh. Rachel finally nodded her head.

"On three?" Quinn asked.

"One, two, three." The diva counted. Both women let go of the balloons in their hands. They watched as they rose into the sky. Quinn wrapped her arm around Rachel's waist. "See that wasn't so hard?"

"It was. I wanted to know what you wrote."

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Then what was the point?" Rachel asked, she watched as Quinn raised her eyebrow in trademark fashion. "That's not to say it wasn't one of the cutest things I've done." She added.

"The point was that we're starting the New Year, happier than both of us can remember. Releasing the balloons symbolised setting ourselves free of our past and it released us from the reigns of unhappiness." Quinn explained.

"I love it when you have such a well reasoned answer."

"Come on, let's get back inside, we'll catch a cold just stood here." Quinn replied, ushering Rachel back into their hotel room.

"Where are we going this afternoon then?" Rachel asked as they bundled up in thick coats, scarves, hats and gloves as they faced the cold British wintry weather.

"I thought maybe we could go on the London Eye, it's a bit of a walk so we could just soak up London. We're not here for much longer and it'd be nice to see people just going about their business while we go around without a set pace."

"Similarly to the way tourists are in New York? We're always in a rush but they're always just going at their own pace?"

"Exactly. What do you say? It'll be nice when we get there. I've been looking online."

"That sounds great, a nice slow pace, especially since I dragged you round the West End yesterday."

"That was fun, I enjoyed myself."

"We only looked at the theatres from the outside...How could you enjoy that?" Rachel chuckled.

"The same way you did" Quinn laughed back. "Besides you were having fun, so that was always going to make me happy." She added.

They walked through the busy streets of London in a world of their own. They walked with their hands held and fingers intertwined so they were as connected to London as the other. Neither wanted to miss anything while they were away from the busier streets of New York. "This place is so beautiful." Rachel said as they walked across Waterloo Bridge.

"Definitely. It'd be nice to live here someday."

"Maybe I could get a show on the West End then we can move here, someday."

"That'd be nice." Quinn replied absent-mindedly.

-#-

"This is going to be so much fun, Quinn." Rachel said as they queued. She was practically jumping up and down like a little child. "Are you excited, Rach?" Quinn joked, playing along.

"Yes!" She replied a bit too enthusiastically. The people in front turned around to see where the loud noise was coming from. "Sorry, she's a bit excited." Quinn mumbled forcing a smile.

"What's their problem? Don't they know how to have fun?" Rachel scoffed.

"Shh, let's just queue calmly." Quinn said calmingly. She didn't want the people to turn around have a go at Rachel. She knew how argumentative Rachel could get. Fortunately, she hadn't been on the opposite side of the diva in a very long time. She didn't intend on being on her opposite side either. They got their ticket and walked into the pod, fortunately the people in front had just taken the last spaces in the pod before, so Quinn and Rachel got into an empty one and waited for it to fill up.

Slowly the wheel began to turn and Rachel hurriedly grabbed onto the handrail with one hand. She wrapped the other around Quinn's waist so she wouldn't fall. "You didn't say it moved this quickly." Rachel hissed as to not draw attention to the two of them. Quinn couldn't hold in her laughter. "Stop laughing" She ordered.

"Sorry, baby, it's hardly moving. You're not supposed to be able to feel it moving. We can sit down if you want."

"We won't see as much though."

"That's true. So either you stand and forget that it's moving or you sit and miss out on some of these extraordinary sights."

"You sound like your telling off a child." Rachel chuckled.

"I might as well be." Quinn spat back playfully.

"Quinn?" Rachel asked in a child like voice.

"Oh, here we go with the child voice." Quinn sniggered. Rachel huffed. "You know I'm joking. What is it, baby?"

"Don't let go." Rachel mumbled moving closer to Quinn.

"I won't." She held the brunette tighter and kissed the top of her head.

They stood in silence taking in the many sights of London. "I can't believe how beautiful it is." Rachel whispered.

"I know it's breathtaking."

"I love New York, but this is just amazing."

"New York's amazing; we just don't appreciate it as much because we live there and see it everyday." Quinn stated. Rachel considered what the blonde was saying. "You raise a valid point. Maybe when we get back we should take days off where possible and bask in the beauty of our city?" She suggested.

"I'd be happy to do that, I can be available anytime, I'll just tell Lindsay I need some inspiration."

"You'd lie to your editor to take time off?"

"It wouldn't be lying. I'd be with you." The diva looked confused."Being with you always inspires me Rachel. So if I was with you then the words I need would be right there, so thank you." She concluded.

Rachel blushed. She never believed she had that much of an effect on her girlfriend. She couldn't have been more wrong.