A/N: Thank you all so much I'm glad you think I'm doing well and are looking forward to what I have planned I hope I do not disappoint.
I'm including both Brody and Cassandra in this story however things won't play out exactly the way they did on the show. I'm basically using the characters and a bit of the plot but I'm doing it my way. And don't worry about Brody, you're meant to like him.
Warning: Sexy times.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, anything mentioned, any songs, quotes, or books used.
Chapter 3: Forever Yours, Faithfully
"Sometimes you have to be apart from the people you love, but that doesn't make you
love them any less. Sometimes you love them more."
-Nicholas Sparks; The Last Song
/
Quinn was sitting in her dorm room working on some of her homework. It had been two weeks since she moved away from Lima, away from her home, and away from Rachel… and she was missing her terribly.
They called, texted, and Skype every day but she still missed having Rachel in her arms. She felt butterflies every time she heard the girl's voice over the line or when she saw her beaming smile light up her laptop screen. They were doing okay, it was hard but not as hard as she had anticipated and she was certain that they would make it through this.
And- as if on cue- her phone rang from her night table. She picked it up and saw that it was in fact a call from Rachel. She felt those familiar butterflies as she opened it.
"Hey baby," she said.
"Ugh I fucking hate Cassandra July with a fiery passion and you know me Quinn I don't hate anybody."
Quinn rolled her eyes. Cassandra July was Rachel's dance teacher at NYADA and from what Rachel had told her; the woman had it out for her. She remembered the first time that this teacher made Rachel cry. It took Rachel three hours to convince her not to fly to New York and beat the woman to a pulp. Quinn may have let Rachel convince her not to go there but she still planned on introducing herself to Miss July when she did visit Rachel.
"What did she do now?"
"She is just awful and she hates me Quinn. She won't let me learn the tango and how in the hell am I supposed to ever star in Evita- which as you know is the role I was born to play- if this bitch won't teach me? Isn't it her job to teach? DANCE! She is a dance teacher after all." Quinn giggled at her dramatics but she just wanted to wrap her arms around her girl and make it all better.
"I'm sorry baby I wish I could help," she said sadly and Rachel melted.
"I know… but you are helping. You are still keeping me sane even though you're 83.3 miles away from me. I love you and thanks. How has your day been?"
"Well it was quite boring. I have tons of homework and it's only been a couple of weeks but the nerd in me loves that and now I'm talking to the sexiest girl on the planet so I'm much better."
"Aw baby aren't you a charmer," Rachel said sweetly. As Rachel was talking the door opened and she smiled as her roommate Sawyer came into the room and flopped onto her bed face down.
"What's up Sawyer, having a rough day?"
"Ugh Sawyer," Rachel grumbled into the phone.
"Um I fghn hame scmmm," she mumbled from her bed with her face firmly pressed against her blanket.
"Huh?" Quinn said and Sawyer lifted her head and met Quinn's eyes.
"I said Ugh I fucking hate school."
"Oh," Quinn said turning her attention back to Rachel, who was talking.
"I gotta go babe. I have class with Miss Tibideaux right now, call you later."
"Are you mad?"
"Why would I be mad… because I don't like that you're with your hot roommate and I have to go face the dragon lady?" Quinn giggled.
"I know you don't like it but Sawyer isn't a problem. She's straighter than straight… she's Puck straight. Well without all the whoring." This time Rachel laughed.
"I know that babe but I still don't like that she gets you and I don't… but I really do have to get to this class. I love and I'll talk to you later."
"I love you too," Quinn said and put her phone down and then looked at her roommate.
"So why do you hate school?"
"Oh god there are sooooo many reasons," Sawyer said finally sitting up. "I just don't want to be here and why does your girlfriend hate me… and who is this Puck person and more importantly is he hot?"
"Whoa slow down," Quinn said as all of a sudden she felt as though she was playing a game of twenty questions. "First of all Rachel doesn't hate you she just…" she trailed off and Sawyer arched her eyebrow in a way that was oddly similar to her own. "She just hates that you get to see me every day and she doesn't."
"Oh well she can have you… your ass is annoying," Sawyer said with a giggle and Quinn tossed a pillow at her. "No I mean it… I wanted a cool roommate and I got stuck with a nerd," Quinn didn't know this girl very well but she did already know how to tell when she was kidding and right now she definitely was.
"Fuck you," Quinn said pouting.
"You wish… but I've seen your girlfriend's angry face and I don't want her coming after me," Sawyer teased. "And plus you're not my type… I like penis."
"Ugh gross," Quinn shuddered at the thought and Sawyer laughed.
"Wow you really are gay aren't you?"
"You have no idea." They both laughed.
"Okay Fabray, let's hear it… I asked you other and may add far more important questions," when Quinn was thinking back to remember the questions she huffed. She was never very patient. "Oh god how are you the smart one? Who is Puck and is he hot?"
"He's..." she trailed off and she curled her lip. "Yeah I guess he's hot, he's just, he's Puck… he is one of my best friends."
"Do you have a picture?"
"Yeah," Quinn got to her feet and pulled out her yearbook. She flipped to the yearbook picture of the glee club, handed it to Sawyer and pointed Puck out to her. He was standing behind her and Rachel and was flexing his muscles.
"Mmm," Sawyer hummed and Quinn rolled her eyes. "He is yum," she said and Quinn groaned.
"Ugh stop it."
"Are all the boys from lame Ohio this hot?"
"It's Lima and some of them yes."
"No it's definitely lame," Sawyer told her and Quinn couldn't argue. "So tell me… why the fuck were you in the glee club?" Quinn smiled stupidly and Sawyer rolled her eyes. "Let me guess Rachel."
"Yeah," Quinn said dreamily.
"So how well do you know this Puck guy?" Sawyer asked trying desperately to get that stupid grin off of Quinn's face.
"Well he is the father of my baby," she said and Sawyer's mouth dropped.
"What the actual fuck… you had a kid?" Quinn nodded. "So did fucking him make you realize you were gay… ugh was he that bad?" Quinn laughed; this girl was insane.
"Well I don't know if he was bad… it didn't do anything for me but that was because I was already in love with Rachel."
"Then why? And also how," Quinn arched her eyebrow. "I mean a girl has to be at least a little bit turned on or that shit is painful" Quinn giggled.
"Well the how is easy… I was thinking about Rachel during," Sawyer's mouth formed an o. "And as far as the why… that is a long story."
"Well I got all night Quinn… didn't you hear me say I fucking hate school," Quinn nodded. "I don't plan on doing much, I'm free… b-but only if you want to tell me. I'm not trying to be a nosy bitch or anything I'm just trying to get to know you and I wouldn't be offended if you weren't interested in this line of-"
"You really remind me of Rachel," Quinn cut her off and Sawyer smirked.
"Does that mean you want all of this?"
"No not at all… when Rachel talks incessantly I want to rip her clothes off but when you do it I just want to shove a sock in your mouth.," Sawyer giggled.
"So tell me how you ended up pregnant by hot boy, and on the fucking glee club?"
"Well it all started with the song Don't Stop Believing," she said and Sawyer nodded.
"Journey?"
"Yeah," Quinn said and then she told her the entire history of Quinn and Rachel and when she was done Sawyer was blown away.
"Wow so this thing with your girlfriend… it's like the real deal huh?"
"It is," Quinn said wistfully.
"Good for you dude," Sawyer said. "And Puck he's uh… is he single?"
"Yeah but he's Puck and I haven't talked to him in a couple of weeks so who knows if he still is," Sawyer smiled evilly.
"I need to meet your friends Quinn." She said and Quinn rolled her eyes. Either something really good or something really bad would come of this.
And knowing Puck it would probably be bad.
Really bad.
Rachel put her phone away smiling at the conversation she had just had with Quinn and was rushing to Miss Tibideaux class when she ran smack into somebody. He was solid and it kind of hurt but his hands on her biceps stopped her from falling.
"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time and then they both laughed. She watched as he checked her out and she blushed. She wasn't exactly used to that except for from Quinn and Finn and it made her a bit uncomfortable but she was flattered.
"So you're in this class?" He said to her meeting her eyes again.
"Y-Yeah this is my c-class," she stammered and didn't even know why. He smirked and she knew she was going to have to nip this in the bud… and quick.
"Well my name is Brody and I'm a junior," he said stepping around her toward the class but turned back. "And in case you were wondering and I know you were," he looked down at himself. "I'm straight." She laughed and his smirk disappeared off of his face.
"Actually I wasn't," she told him stepping around him this time. "You're not my type. And case you were wondering and I know you were… I'm definitely gay," she smirked as his mouth fell open and he blushed profusely. She walked into the class laughing and then a few moments later she felt her stomach hit her feet when Miss Tibideaux called her name and told her to be impressive.
And she was.
And Brody was in awe of her when she sang.
After class she was walking toward the dance room when he caught up to her.
"Hey," he called running and she heard him. She turned around and stopped as he caught up. "Listen I wanted to apologize. I didn't in any way intend to be offensive. I was trying to be self-assured instead of the nerd from backwater Montana that I actually am and it blew up in my face."
"It's okay… and I'm flattered. It's not every day that a hot boy like you hits on me so," she trailed off and he smirked.
"So you think I'm hot?" He asked with his eyebrow arched and his smirk back in place.
"Well yeah for a boy, she shrugged indifferently. "But you have nothing on the smoking hot blonde girl that I have been dating for three years now," and his mouth dropped again. She was quite enjoying putting this boy in his place.
"Okay wow… I'm just going to stop all together," he said as his face blushed bright red. "I clearly have no game."
"Oh don't sell yourself short… you have plenty of game, you just have zero gaydar," she said with a chuckle and he laughed and hung his head.
"Yeah I guess not," he told her. "But I think you're outstanding and I don't even know your name so if I promise to stop making a fool out of myself by hitting on you will you please let me start over." She smiled.
"Thank you and that would be lovely," she grinned and so did he. He held out his hand.
"Hi I'm Brody Weston a junior, from Montana, who has no gaydar and needs serious help with my game," she laughed again and shook his hand.
"Rachel Berry, I'm a freshman from Ohio," he nodded with a smile. "And I think you're underestimating yourself. I think given the right girl you would do just fine. So work on that gaydar and you should do just fine." He laughed, he really liked this girl.
"So you have class with Cassie?" He wondered and she nodded.
"Yeah, I'm heading to the dance room now to practice some more… she hates me."
"Does she?" He said with a sly grin and she nodded. "Well that just means you're good. Don't let her push you around and you should do just fine."
"Thanks," she said as she reached the door.
"You're welcome and I'll see you around," he told her and then he was gone and she took deep breath and walked into the class. She was getting ready to put the music on when her phone beeped. She smiled at who the text was from and opened it.
From Quinn: I love you xx
Three simple words and it made everything better. She missed Quinn every second but the fact that they were always in constant contact made it easier.
She typed out a quick reply before putting her phone away.
From Rachel: God Quinn you sure do know how to make me swoon. I love you too xx.
She started her music and started to practice the tango by herself. What she didn't know was that Cassandra July was watching her practice.
She also didn't know that the woman was wearing a pained smile as she watched.
Brittany was sitting on her bed with her knees bent and her laptop open in her lap. She was staring at the face of her beautiful girlfriend, who was smiling back at her.
"You look good in blue," Brittany told her and Santana looked down at herself in her University of Connecticut cheerleading uniform and then back up to Brittany's sad face.
"You look good all the time my love," Santana husked and Brittany's frown turned into a shy smile.
"I miss you so much."
"Me too Britt," Santana told her honestly and she could see and feel the pain that Brittany was trying to hide. "I'm proud of you… have I told you that?" Brittany giggled.
"Only like a thousand times… and the roses you sent to me on the first day of work was a nice touch babe," Santana was the one smiling shyly this time. "I love you so much Santana."
"Me too Brittany… and I always will," she said. They could both feel the strain that this distance was causing them already and it had only been a few weeks.
She missed Brittany more than she ever thought she would and it was so painful seeing her beautiful girlfriend so sad.
"Okay I gotta go Santana, I have work tonight."
"Okay love… go kick some ass," Brittany chuckled at that and blew Santana a kiss before disconnecting the call.
As soon as the screen went blank a tear rolled down Santana's cheek. She needed Brittany and she needed her soon. She picked up her phone and typed out a text.
From Santana: I'm going to New York this weekend but I want it to be a surprise, you in?
The reply came quickly.
From Quinn: Hell yes! I was planning on going anyway.
From Santana: Cool but I just realized a problem with us both going. Britts and the midget share a room, how are we going to get our fuck on?
From Quinn: Ugh San you're so gross sometimes.
From Santana: Oh so you're saying you and Berry are just going to sit around and hold hands all weekend.
She laughed as she sent it and laughed harder when she got a reply.
From Quinn: Good point. I guess Kurt and Mike are sleeping on the couch this weekend because one of us is using their room.
From Santana: I love the way you think Q.
From Quinn: I know you do. So how have you been?
From Santana: Shitty… I miss my girl and my best friend forgot I exist.
From Quinn: No I didn't I've just been so busy with school.
From Santana: Nerd.
From Quinn: I know. Call me.
From Santana: Will do. Just give me a few minutes to get to my dorm. I'm in the library right now.
From Quinn: I'll be counting the minutes.
From Santana: Smartass.
Rachel got home from her full day of classes and her extra dance practice. She slumped on the couch in between Kurt and Mike.
"Hey Rach," Mike greeted her. "How are you doing?"
"I miss my girlfriend."
"Me too," Mike agreed.
"Me too," Kurt said and they both wrinkled their brows at him and he scoffed. "I mean except substitute boy for girl."
"How are Blaine and Tina? I miss everyone so much already," Rachel wondered.
"Well Tina and Blaine are fighting over who should be the new Rachel," Mike told her and she smiled warmly.
"Well it's gotta be Tina."
"That's what I said," Mike replied.
"Hey Blaine is just as good," Kurt defended his boyfriend with a pout and the other two both smiled.
"Of course he is Kurt," Rachel told him patting his hand. "But Tina has been waiting for this since day one… so I love Blaine but I'm sorry I'm on Team Tina."
"Me too… obviously."
"Okay fine… I'll admit that Tina is more deserving of the title but you can't tell Blaine I said that."
"We won't," they both said at the same time. A moment later Rachel's phone rang and she squealed.
"It's Quinn!" She hit the talk button but before she could even get a word in both Mike and Kurt yelled.
"HI QUINN!" When Rachel put the phone to her ear she heard Quinn laughing and there were few sounds better than the sound of Quinn laughing. Rachel moved from the couch into the bedroom she shared with Brittany and thanked god that the girl was working late tonight.
Brittany had gotten an internship with a dance company but she was only being paid very minimally so she needed to get a night job as well, to make money.
Because of this Rachel almost always had the room to herself at night; which helped for some of her more naughty conversations with Quinn. She felt really bad for Brittany and hoped that her dance company offered her an actual job soon. Until then- however- she enjoyed the privacy.
She closed the door and flopped down on her bed.
"So how was the rest of your day baby and is your roommate still hot?" Quinn chuckled at that and shook her head at her crazy girlfriend.
"Yes, but she is also still straight."
"Aw, too bad for you huh?" Quinn could tell by the tone of her voice that she was just teasing.
"No actually because I am so completely happy, and content and might I add thoroughly satisfied with what I already have."
"Oooh good answer," Rachel giggled. "Keep this up and you might get lucky."
"That sounds fun," Quinn told her and thought back to some of their phone sex and Skype sex sessions they have had over the past two weeks.
They were insatiable after all.
"It sure does," Rachel said wistfully. "I have something to tell you Quinn and I want you to rest assured that there is nothing to worry about- less than nothing- actually but for the sake of complete truth I have to tell you what happened today," Quinn felt her stomach drop. Even though Rachel said not to worry; that was all she was doing.
"Okay… you're freaking me out here."
"Don't be freaked out it's nothing I promise, but I refuse to keep anything from you," Rachel assured her again and Quinn smiled at that but the nerves were still battering her stomach.
"Okay," she repeated and heard Rachel take a deep breath.
"I met a guy."
"Oh god," Quinn said in a panic and she felt like she was going to throw up. Rachel must have sensed that because she continued rather quickly.
"Not like that Quinn… we share a class and we're sort of friends now… he's nice."
"Okay," Quinn could feel the jealously building inside of her but she pushed it back in favor of trusting her girl.
"But he did hit one me," Rachel admitted sheepishly.
"He did?" Quinn asked hiding the anger.
Well trying to hide the anger.
"Yeah and Quinn you're very calm right now… like really calm, scary calm… are you mad?" Quinn didn't answer for a couple of seconds and for Rachel those seconds felt like hours.
"No… not mad Rach," she finally said and Rachel exhaled loudly. "You're hot; people are going to hit on you just like they do to me. I don't like it but I'm trying to get used to it… especially since you're going to be famous one day and there is going to be all kinds of boys and girls throwing themselves at you all the time."
"Oh fuck," Rachel shouted and Quinn was confused and again she felt her stomach drop.
"What?"
"It's just that now I'm going to have to get used to it too… because you're going to be this big movie star someday and … and Quinn I don't like it," she could hear Quinn laughing. "No Quinn, I refuse to be as mature about this as you are and I'm-"
"I love you," Quinn said simply cutting her off and she heard a sharp intake of breath from her girl. "No one could ever compare."
"Oh Quinn…" she said in a sappy tone. "I love you."
"Good," Quinn said but her curiosity was getting the better of her about this guy. "So tell me baby, who is this guy and how exactly did he hit on you… so I know exactly how many bones I have to break," Rachel was giggling and that made Quinn smile.
"His name is Brody and he is a junior and I ran into him outside of Tibideaux class, like literally ran into him."
"What did he say?"
"He said," Rachel laughed. "He checked me out and then he said in case you're wondering and I know you are… I'm straight," she heard Quinn laughing and it made her laugh harder.
"What did you say to that?"
"I said… actually I wasn't, you're not my type… but in case you're wondering and I know you are, I'm definitely gay," Quinn was laughing again and Rachel reveled in it.
She really missed it.
She really missed her.
"I would have loved to have seen his reaction," Quinn said still giggling. "He must've been mortified. And I'm pretty sure you were channeling Santana on that one babe."
"Yeah me too," Rachel agreed.
"So tell me how the friendship started if that was how it began?"
"Well he caught up to me after class and apologized."
"Oh wow."
"I know," Rachel said. "Yeah and then he gave me some advice on how to handle Cassandra July."
"Well in that case I like him already," Quinn told her and Rachel's heart soared; but she was also confused.
"You do?"
"Yeah I mean… he was an ass but he apologized and then was good to you… and anyone who is good to you deserves a fair chance," Rachel was quiet. Too quiet and Quinn could tell something was wrong. "Rach, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
"It's not nothing."
"Well okay but it's silly," Rachel told her.
"Tell me."
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Quinn Fabray?" She asked and heard Quinn laughing again. "No I'm serious Quinn… I mean I'm real glad you're not jealous because you have zero reason to be but you also had zero reason to be jealous of Finn and you still were. So I gotta admit I miss your crazy jealous side, it always makes me feel so wanted."
"You are still so wanted my love," Quinn told her. "And my jealousy hasn't gone anywhere trust me."
"It hasn't?"
"No, I'm fighting the urge to go there and claim you as mine in front of this clown," Rachel giggled. This was the Quinn she knows and loves. "But I trust you Rachel, and if you say it is nothing than it's nothing."
"Wow."
"I know huh?" They fell into a comfortable silence as both girls started to doze off.
"Quinn," Rachel's quiet voice finally broke the silence.
"Hm."
"I miss you," Rachel said honestly. She didn't mean to come off as needy or whiny but she just wanted Quinn to know.
She was just being honest.
She hoped Quinn knew that.
Quinn knew that.
"I miss you too Rachel… I miss you so much, like every second of the day."
"I miss your arms," Rachel said.
"Mm," Quinn moaned at the thought of wrapping Rachel in her arms.
"And your eyes."
"I miss your ass," Quinn said bluntly.
"And then you ruin it," Rachel said and Quinn laughed but so did Rachel.
And it was wonderful.
"But seriously baby I miss every inch of you and I'll be in your arms before you know it," Quinn assured her.
"Promise?"
"I promise," Rachel smiled at those words and once again silence fell over them. It wasn't very long before both girls fell asleep with their phones still connected.
Good thing they had unlimited minutes.
Rachel was sitting near the fountain in Central Park; she was really missing Quinn and she couldn't hide it. She was flipping through pictures of her on her phone when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Is that your girlfriend?" Brody asked and Rachel turned to him and smiled.
"Yeah this is Quinn," she said as he sat next to her and showed him one of the pictures she took of Quinn on their camping trip. His mouth dropped as he took the phone from her.
"Damn she is hot," he said.
"Told you," she was giggling… he looked at her smiling face and could tell there was a bit of sadness behind the smile.
"You miss her," it wasn't a question but Rachel nodded anyway.
"So much," she told him and he nodded.
"Yeah I had a girlfriend back home," he told her and she smiled at him. "We tried the whole long distance thing… it lasted six weeks." Her smile turned into a frown and she got defensive.
"That won't happen to Quinn and I… we-we've been through way too much. I'll never give up on her," he shook his head.
"No, no I didn't mean that you guys wouldn't make it… I was just… I guess I was just missing her and what we used to have. I'm real sorry Rachel I didn't mean to imply that you and Quinn couldn't do this," she nodded and smiled up at him.
"So you loved her?"
"Yeah," he nodded and smiled wistfully. "But um, I guess it wasn't meant to be… the distance was just too much you know?"
"Yeah… but Quinn isn't that far," she told him. "We have train tickets to visit each other."
"Oh yeah?" She nodded smiling. "Where does she go to school?"
"Yale." His eyebrows rose and Rachel could tell he was impressed.
"Yale huh," she nodded again. "So… hot and smart?"
"Yeah," she giggled and Brody could see how in love she was. "She's kind of a nerd… but a hot sweet, sexy wonderful nerd," he laughed. "She was our class valedictorian," his eyebrows scrunched together and he was even more impressed.
"I'm not worried about you and Quinn."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because listening to you talk about her and the look on your face as you think about her, it's obvious… you two are for real."
"Yeah," she agreed proudly.
"But please don't be afraid to let yourself grow… just because you're growing as person doesn't mean you'll grow apart from her," she nodded and he got to his feet. "I'll see you around."
"Thanks Brody… it's nice to have another friend here," she said and he grinned. "You remind me a lot of Noah."
"Noah?"
"Yeah he is my best friend and he always makes crude comments about imagining Quinn and I together but he doesn't ever cross any lines."
"And I won't either," she smiled. "But thanks a lot for the images I was desperately trying to push out of my head of you and Quinn," she laughed. "I'll be seeing you Rachel," he said with a wave and he was gone. She put her phone away but not before she sent out a text.
From Rachel: I love you.
As she was walking back to her apartment she felt her phone buzzing in her pocket and when she opened it a smile crossed her lips.
From Quinn: I love you right back babe.
Rachel slumped to the couch in her apartment and turned on the television. There was nothing on so she left it on some stupid reality show and started to stare off into space. She was broken out of her stupor when she heard Kurt's voice.
"Hey Rach, Mike and I are going to Callbacks tonight to check it out… you should come." She smiled at him. Callbacks was a bar that a lot of the NYADA kids went to where they sang karaoke and got drunk. She wanted to check it out but she wasn't feeling it tonight.
"No thanks Kurt," she said sadly and he sat next to her.
"Are you sure?" She nodded. "Britt is working tonight and I feel bad leaving you all alone," he told her and she smiled.
"I'm not alone I have this," she nodded to the TV. "Whatever the hell this show is." He laughed. "But seriously, I'm just in no mood… I think I'll watch Funny Girl and call Quinn," he stuck his lip out in a pout but didn't push her.
"Okay but if you change your mind call me and I'll come back to get you… I don't like the idea of you walking alone at night."
"Such a gentleman," she said and he pecked her cheek. An hour and two more episodes of whatever show was still playing on the TV Kurt and Mike said goodnight and left her alone. When she couldn't take much more of the show she started to search the channels for something else when a soft knock on the door got her attention.
Kurt must have forgotten his keys again- she thought as she got up to open the door. When the door swung open she gasped.
She gasped because it wasn't Kurt.
No, standing before her in all of her blonde hair and hazel eyed beauty was Quinn.
"Quinn," she squealed and jumped into her arms. "You're here," she said wrapping her arms and legs around Quinn who was giggling.
"I'm here," Quinn husked and as soon as her hands landed on Rachel's ass to hold her up Rachel's mouth was on hers and kissing the hell out of her.
And it was incredible.
"Oh god Rach," Quinn said into Rachel's mouth before that glorious tongue slipped inside and then all Quinn wanted to do was kiss her back. She carried Rachel into the apartment and kicked the door closed behind her before leaning against it.
Rachel realized that Quinn was essentially carrying her and she pulled her mouth off of Quinn's
"Oh Quinn I'm sorry," she tried to lower herself to the ground but Quinn held her tight. "Babe your legs-"
"I'm fine Rachel… and I really like you wrapped around me so can you please just kiss me like that again and never stop," Rachel grinned and connected their lips again. They kissed for several minutes before Quinn pulled away from the kiss. She was really enjoying Rachel wrapped around her but she also couldn't wait to get her clothes off.
As soon as she pulled out of the kiss, Rachel started to kiss down her jaw to her neck. She could feel those fingers slide around her as Rachel bit down on her neck. She moaned and kneaded Rachel's ass which in turn caused the girl to suck harder on her neck.
She looked around the unfamiliar apartment and saw the couch.
She walked them over to it and lowered Rachel onto it. Rachel stopped kissing her neck as they laid down with Quinn hovering over her.
"The couch?" She wondered with that teasing tone that drove Quinn wild.
"Didn't know which room was yours… is this okay?" Rachel nodded.
"Yeah I plan on fucking you in every inch of this apartment," Quinn moaned. "So this is a perfect place to start."
"And we won't be interrupted," Quinn wondered and Rachel shook her head with that devilish glare in her eyes.
"N-No Kurt and Mike are out for the night," Quinn's lips landed on her neck and she could feel that tongue gliding against her skin; and it tongue was setting her body on fire.
God she missed that tongue.
She missed her girl so fucking much.
"A-A-And Britt- Oh fuck!" She yelled when Quinn started to suck on her neck. She knew it was leaving a mark and she didn't care- at fucking all. "B-Britt is at work and… oh god Quinn, I missed you," Quinn pulled off of her neck and met her eyes.
"Me too," she smiled. And Rachel melted… oh the things that smile did to her. "And I actually knew Britt wasn't here," Rachel arched her eyebrow in confusion. "San, made the trip with me… so my guess is Brittany is on a break right now, probably being fucked into oblivion," she husked the last words and Rachel saw her eyes darken. "Just like you're about to be."
"Mmm Quinn… yes please," she said feeling herself get wetter than she already was… and she was already drenched. Rachel's hands landed on her ass and she pulled Quinn into herself and rubbed against her. "Please fuck me," she breathed before Quinn claimed her lips again. Quinn pushed her tongue into Rachel's mouth as her hands moved down to the girls legs. She pushed Rachel's skirt up and rubbed her over those soaking wet panties and she moaned into her mouth.
"God Rachel you're so wet," she pulled away from her and looked down at her center. Quinn sat back on her heels as she pulled at the panties. Once they were gone she continued to stare at Rachel's core.
"Mm Quinn," she whined and bucked her hips. "Please touch me."
"I will, I just want to look at you first," Quinn told her and Rachel let out another desperate moan at those words. She pulled the dress up and over her head as Quinn watched.
Quinn watched as all of that wonderfully smooth tan skin was exposed just aching to feel Quinn's touch and as Rachel reached behind herself to unclasp and remove her bra, Quinn's mouth watered.
Rachel laid back and let Quinn look.
And it was so fucking hot.
Their eyes met and all of their pent up frustration combined with their unadulterated passion boiled over and Quinn attacked those lips.
"Uhh Quinn… please," she begged between kisses and fuck if that wasn't the sexiest thing in the world. But Quinn could never keep her girl waiting too long. She pulled out of the kiss and stared into those beautiful brown eyes.
Rachel gasped when she felt Quinn's cool fingers circling her entrance and she moaned when Quinn filled her up with two of them.
"Oh fuck yeah baby… oh god I missed this," she said and Quinn nodded while pumping furiously.
"M-Me too," Quinn breathed. Rachel looked over her hot, so fucking hot girlfriend who was filling her up beautifully and she fell in love all over again.
"Fuck Quinn…. It's been too long; three weeks is too long," she said between pants.
"I agree," she started to pound harder and Rachel lost all train of thought. She just cleared her mind and let her feelings take over. And what she was feeling was incredible.
"Oh god… Oh fuck… Oh baby," she cried. "I'm-I'm close…so so clos- uhh," she growled when Quinn hit that spot… that wonderful and amazing spot. And as Quinn hit it over and over again Rachel's back bowed and she came with a shout. "Yes Quinnnnnn!"
Rachel fell back to the couch and Quinn fell on top of her as they caught their breath. They lay together just hugging for several moments. Both girls just so happy to be in the other's arms again.
"Too long," Rachel said into Quinn's neck and Quinn pulled back and met her eyes.
"I know… we never are waiting this long again."
"Never," Rachel agreed as she started to bunch Quinn's dress up. Quinn watched what she was doing with a smirk. Rachel saw the smirk and firmly pushed Quinn back until she was lying on the other side of the couch. Rachel's hands moved to her equally wet panties as Quinn pulled her dress the rest of the way off.
"Did you miss me Quinn?" Rachel asked teasing and Quinn nodded. She folded her arms behind her head and watched as Rachel delicately removed her panties. "You're all wet Quinn," Quinn nodded again. "Is it because you just fucked me into this couch?"
"Mostly… but I have been wet ever since I left New Haven."
"Oh yeah," Rachel teased as she opened Quinn's legs and laid in between them. "Tell me about it."
"Well I was thinking about all of the different ways that I wanted to fuck you when I got here," Rachel giggled.
"And you chose the couch?"
"I didn't choose, it was just closest," Rachel giggled again. "And plus you said we can fuck in every inch of this place… and we have all night," Quinn sucked in a breath as she felt Rachel's hot breath on her hot center.
"I'm going to lick you now okay?" Rachel asked in that innocent fucking voice and Quinn lost hers. But Rachel didn't need her to answer… the wet, swollen and glistening vision before her told her all she needed to know.
Quinn fisted her hands into Rachel's hair as soon as that glorious tongue swiped through her.
"Oh fuck yeah baby… oh I really missed you," she moaned and Rachel's started to tongue fuck her. She dug her nails into that scalp. Quinn was already close. The train ride fantasies mixed with the feeling of fucking Rachel had her so close already.
"Oh fuck yeah babe… fuck me," she begged and Rachel did. When she felt those deft fingers on her clit as that magnificent tongue worked it's magic; her eyes rolled back and came loud and hard and was still shaking even after she was done. Rachel's tongue was still buried inside of her so that had a lot to do with the shaking and before she knew it she was being thrown into another toe curling orgasm. And then Rachel's tongue left her and those fingers filled her up. Rachel moved quickly up her body.
"Rachel I-I can't-"
"You will," she demanded and then crashed her lips into Quinn's and thrusted her tongue inside while she pounded her girl into her third orgasm.
Quinn wrapped her arms and legs around Rachel as her body thrashed through her third orgasm in the matter of minutes and this time Rachel collapsed into her. Both girls were breathing heavy and sweating. It was hot and sticky and beautiful.
After several moments Rachel pulled away and met those eyes.
"Three weeks is-"
"Too fucking long," Quinn finished for her. Rachel giggled and smiled at the fact that Quinn was about to pass out.
"I love you Quinn."
"I love you too babe," she breathed before her eyes closed and Rachel pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over them- just in case someone came home- and then she laid her head on Quinn's chest and passed out too.
And it was the best sleep either girl had gotten in three weeks.
Hours later Rachel and Quinn were cuddled on that very same couch. They had managed to have sex in the shower and in Rachel's bed and now they were just reveling in the feeling of being right where they belonged.
And had missed so much.
Quinn was holding Rachel tight against her body as they watched Funny Girl when Mike and Kurt came home.
"Oh," Kurt gasped seeing Quinn with Rachel. "Hi Quinn," She smiled bright.
"Hi Kurt," Mike waved. "Hi guys… how have you been?"
"Good," Mike answered. "I see you're good," he smiled the girls.
"I'm great," she whispered and felt Rachel's hand on hers their fingers interlocked. Their sweet moment was interrupted by a load moan coming from the boys' room. Both boys looked horrified.
"Yeah um," Rachel said meeting Kurt's eyes. "Santana and Brittany are borrowing your room."
"Rachel!" Kurt squealed.
"Yeah Rachel that's rude," Mike said trying not to envision what was possibly happening on his bed.
"Oh fuck Brittany… I love your tongue," Santana yelled.
"Oh god I miss Tina," Mike said walking toward the bathroom. "I'll see you guys tomorrow I-I need a cold shower," Rachel and Quinn withheld a chuckle as Kurt curled his lip.
"Look I'm sorry Kurt but we all wanted alone time with our girls," she defended and he looked pissed. "Come on Brittany and I will return the favor when Tina and Blaine visit." Kurt's appalled expression changed to a dopey one.
"You will," he hummed.
"Yeah we'll sleep out here and let one of you guys have our room," Rachel told him and Kurt thought about it for a few minutes; after several moments Kurt spoke again.
"Okay you have a deal…but I'm using an entire bottle of Lysol in that room after this weekend," he said with his lip still curled. Quinn laughed and Rachel shut the movie off and got to her feet; she reached for Quinn's hand.
"Come on Quinn, let's go cuddle," Quinn smiled up at her and let Rachel drag her into her room.
Once inside they cuddled into bed and Quinn spooned Rachel from behind and rested her hand on Rachel's stomach.
"So did you like your surprise?"
"Mm," Rachel hummed. "More than anything… it was the best thing to happen to me since I've been here."
"I missed you baby," Quinn whispered and nuzzled her nose into Rachel's neck and felt Rachel nodding. "We're going to be okay right?" Rachel turned and looked back at her.
"Of course we are," Rachel said and patted her hand. "And aren't you supposed to be the self-assured one?" Quinn giggled.
"Yeah and I am but…"
"But what?"
"How worried should I be about this Brody guy?" She asked and Rachel giggled.
"How worried should I be about Sawyer?" She answered and this time it was Quinn that giggled.
"Touché Berry," Quinn said with a kiss behind her ear.
"Seriously Quinn, you have nothing to worry about, Brody is sweet and a friend and I'm gay… and I have the sexiest girlfriend."
"I know, I know," Quinn said and Rachel turned in her arms to face her. Quinn ran her hand down Rachel's cheek. "I guess I just needed to hear it," Rachel smiled.
"I'll say it as much as you want," Quinn kissed her. "I'm forever yours."
"Faithfully," Quinn said quoting the Journey song but Rachel took it as a question.
"Of course faithfully Quinn," Rachel defended. "I would never-" she was cut off by Quinn's lips in a sweet kiss. When Quinn pulled back she saw that Rachel was dazed.
"I wasn't questioning you Rach… I was quoting the song." Rachel's mouth dropped open in realization and she blushed. "I'm forever yours too babe," and she kissed her again. But this time it was loving and passionate and full of desire.
"Make love to me Quinn," Rachel breathed into her mouth and Quinn nodded.
"Always."
In the morning Rachel and Quinn went over to Shelby's apartment and spent a few glorious hours with her and Beth. Rachel watched in awe as Quinn reconnected with her baby. After they were done there they spent the rest of the day sightseeing around New York and after Rachel gave Quinn a tour of NYADA they went back home. Rachel was just reveling in the fact that Quinn was with her in her favorite city. When they got onto the elevator in her building and Quinn pushed her up against the wall she let out a squeal.
"Quinn we can't," she said.
"Sure we can," Quinn said and pressed their lips together. Rachel moaned into her mouth and fisted her hand into Quinn's hair. Quinn pulled one of Rachel's legs up around her waist and was about to put her hand into Rachel's pants when the elevator stopped and Rachel shoved Quinn off of her; Quinn giggled.
The doors opened and a woman got on.
"Um we're going up," Rachel told the woman.
"I know I have eyes," the woman spat and Rachel shrugged. Her eyes met Quinn's and she could see the desire in her eyes. Quinn bit her lip and Rachel gripped the handrail tight to keep herself from jumping on her super-hot girlfriend in front of this bitch.
Twenty long seconds later the doors opened on Rachel's floor and Rachel nearly dragged Quinn out of the elevator. This time it was Rachel pressing Quinn into the door of her apartment and kissing her passionately. Quinn twisted the handle and the girls nearly fell inside. Quinn's hand was firmly planted on Rachel's ass and she was going to fuck her up against the door if they didn't get to Rachel's room soon.
"Oh for fucks sake!" Santana's voice sounded and Rachel again shoved Quinn off of her. "Seriously I thought I escaped this shit," she continued and was met with Quinn's angry eyes. She looked over at Rachel who was glaring at her.
"Long time no see shrimp," she said and Rachel continued to glare at her. "Aw, come on Rachel admit it you missed me," her pout gave way to a small smile briefly before she dragged Quinn into her room. "Don't plan on fucking all night bitches cause tonight we's be going out," Santana yelled and Rachel pushed Quinn's back against the door and lifted her dress up, and her panties down.
"Mm Rach," Quinn moaned as Rachel's tongue explored her. And with that they spent the rest of the afternoon in the bedroom.
Several hours later Santana was banging on the bedroom door.
"Are you coming or not?!" She yelled.
"Yes!" Quinn screamed and Santana curled her lip.
"That's fucking gross Q!"
Another hour later, Santana and Brittany were dressed up and so were Kurt and Mike.
"Are they coming with us or not?" Kurt asked.
"I think they're coming with each other," Brittany answered.
"Well go ask them," Kurt told her and Santana shook her head.
"No fucking way, I ain't doing that shit again."
A moment later the door swung open and both Santana and Kurt covered their eyes not knowing what they'd see but as they both peeked they saw that not only were Rachel and Quinn dressed they were ready to go out.
"Fucking hell," Santana shouted. She grabbed her purse with one hand and Brittany's with the other.
Callbacks, was packed but then again it was a college bar on a Saturday night. Rachel was sitting with Santana at the bar while their girlfriends were in the ladies room.
"So how have you been Berry?"
"Eh, I've been okay… I mean school was a bit stressful but it's getting better. It's just… it's just I miss Quinn so much and I know she loves me and everything… I just don't know how we're going to do this."
"I know what you mean," Santana said and she meant it. She hated being away from Brittany and she was already wishing she had gone to NYU instead of UConn. She was nodding and staring whimsically at the wall when a male voice broke her out of her thoughts.
"Hey Rachel," Brody said and Santana's fierce stare landed on him. "You look beautiful."
"Who the fuck are you?" Rachel's mouth dropped and Brody looked scared.
"Santana be nice," Rachel chastised.
"Oh fuck no… we already got rid of one Finn Hudson and we sure don't need another one… run along man candy," she waved him off and he started to leave.
"Brody don't go," Rachel said and she glared at Santana. "Be nice, he's a friend."
"Yeah a friend that wants to fuck you."
"Ugh Santana," she said. "And even if that is true I don't want to fuck him… ugh," she shivered at the thought and Santana's sneer turned into a smile. Rachel stepped away from her and walked over to Brody. She reached for his arm and turned him around.
"Brody come back," she said. "That was just Santana… she's sort of protective," she saw him smile. "Trust me her bark is worse than her bite."
"Well she must be a good friend to be that protective of you," he said but he was following her back to the bar.
"Oh no it's not me she's protective of… it's Quinn," he arched his eyebrow. "They're best friends." He nodded as they got back over to Santana.
"Brody this is my good and very protective friend Santana Lopez," she said. "And Santana this is a friend of mine that goes to NYADA," Santana smirked. "Brody Weston." Brody held out his hand to Santana and she sneered again.
"So you're gay?"
"Actually no… but I'll pretend to be if it means that you'll stop scaring the shit out of me," he said and Santana couldn't help it, she laughed. She then shook his hand.
"You're alright Brody… as long as you remember my girl here… is hands off," he nodded violently and Santana laughed again.
Quinn and Brittany exited the bathroom and were walking toward Rachel and Santana when they saw her talking to some guy. Quinn felt her stomach drop.
"Oh god th-that's him isn't it?" She asked and Brittany nodded.
"I don't know who him is… but sure."
"Brody… is that Brody?"
"Who's Brody?" Brittany wondered and that answer alone made her feel better; Rachel hadn't even mentioned him to her roommate.
"Never mind."
"Okay," Brittany said with a shrug as they approached them. As they got closer Rachel caught sight of Quinn and the smile that formed on her face gave Quinn butterflies.
Rachel beamed at Quinn as she approached and when Quinn reached her; Rachel gave her a scorching kiss. She could tell that Quinn was worried after seeing her with Brody and she wanted to show Quinn that there was nothing to worry about at all. When the kiss ended Quinn exhaled loudly.
"Wow," she said quietly. "That was an amazing kiss Rach."
"Well you're an amazing woman love," Quinn felt butterflies again. Rachel interlocked their fingers. "Quinn this is Brody Weston," she smiled and him and he sucked in a breath. "Brody this is the love of my life Quinn Fabray," she said and Quinn held out her hand.
"It's nice to meet you Brody," she said sweetly.
"Wow," he said and Quinn giggled and blushed. "Rachel wasn't lying you are gorgeous," she laughed again. "And I have heard so much about you Quinn… it's a pleasure to meet the girl that is constantly making Rachel smile."
Okay maybe this guy isn't so bad after all.
"Hey I'm fucking gorgeous too," Santana yelled at him and he smirked. He already understood how Santana showed love.
"Yeah you are but you yell a lot and you kind of scare me," he said and Quinn laughed.
"You're cool Brody and as long as you remember that Rachel is mine you and I should get along just fine." Rachel moaned and Quinn's eyes landed on her.
"I love it when you claim me Quinn," she husked and Quinn wrapped her arms around her girl.
"And I won't forget," Brody said quickly. "You two are gorgeous together."
"Ew… creeper." Santana said with her lip curled and he laughed.
"I didn't mean it that way," he said and he looked at Brittany. "Hi I'm Brody."
"I'm Brittany," she waved. "I'm Santana's girlfriend."
"Damn," he said and they all looked at him. "Seriously is every hot girl from Ohio gay?"
"Pretty much," Santana told him.
"And I'm not gay… I'm Bi and Santana-sexual," Brittany said sweetly before Santana dragged her to the bathroom.
"Well, we won't see them for the rest of the night," Rachel announced. "Come on Brody… and I'll introduce you to my other roommates." She took Quinn's hand and led her and Brody over the table that Kurt and Mike were at.
"Hey guys," Kurt said with a grin as he eyed Brody. "Who's your friend?"
"Guys this is Brody Weston," she said as they all sat around the table. "Brody this is one of my best friends in the whole world Kurt Hummel," they shook hands and she pointed to Mike. "And this is Mike Chang… he is dating one of the straight girls in Ohio," Rachel joked, Brody laughed and Mike seemed confused.
"Oh so there are some?" he asked and then they filled Mike in on the joke. A few drinks- obtained with their fake ID's- later and everyone was smiling and laughing and Rachel reveled in the fact that not only was Quinn with her… Quinn's hand was inching up her thigh and it was turning her the hell on.
She loved that Quinn seemed to like Brody and even though she loved her jealous streak she also loved that Quinn had grown up so much and trusted her completely.
So she wanted to show Quinn that she would always be hers.
She got to her feet and kissed Quinn on the top of her head and then met her eyes.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to sing to you," she said and then kissed her lips. When Rachel got on the stage, she told the DJ what she wanted to sing, grabbed the mic and then faced the crowd. "Hello everyone, I would like to sing a song to my amazing girlfriend," she said and her eyes met Quinn's who was grinning like a fool. "The first time I sang this song was at a glee club competition and because I sang it with a boy I had to change the pronoun but tonight I'm singing it the way it was meant to be sung… to a girl… to my girl. I love you Quinn and I meant every word of this song then and I still do… I am forever yours," she finished.
As the music began and Rachel sang Faithfully to Quinn… again. Quinn was brought back to that night of their very first Sectionals; and Quinn was full of butterflies as she realized that she still felt exactly the same way about Rachel as she did that night except it was so, so much more… and as she met those eyes and listened those words that were coming out of her mouth she swooned.
Rachel felt it all too.
It was the same.
Completely different, but still the same.
First love… true love… forever love.
And when the song ended Quinn was on her feet and Rachel jumped into her arms.
And as they kissed passionately Brody watched and saw nothing but love. He was so happy for his new friend Rachel and her smoking hot girlfriend.
And he might have gotten some new images for the spank bank- but no one needed to know that.
When Rachel and Quinn got back to the table and Rachel sat on Quinn's lap; Brody looked over at them.
"You guys are so hot," he said and Quinn laughed.
"Not the first time I've heard that," she told him and then she leveled him with her HBIC glare. "I like you Brody so I'm saying this once and I hope you never make me test it," he cowered under her glare. "So far you seem like a decent guy who is honestly just trying to be friends with Rachel and I am completely fine with that," he nodded. "But if you ever so much as look at her the wrong way I will rip you apart, got me?" His eyes bulged out and he nodded.
"Yeah I got you," he said.
"Good," Quinn said with a smile and a wink at Rachel who was staring at her with passion in her eyes. "What?"
"Fuck Quinn…" Rachel husked, hopped off of her lap and dragged her toward the bathroom. "We'll be right back," she called over her shoulder.
"No they won't," Kurt told him and Mike nodded. Brittany and Santana who had since returned to the table merely laughed and started to make out. Brody giggled.
"I'm going to like being friends with you all," he said and Kurt shook his head.
"You'll get sick of it trust me."
"No you won't," Mike told him and Santana laughed again, before reattaching her lips to Brittany's neck.
"Ugh… I'm going to need earplugs tonight aren't I?" Kurt said to no one in particular but Santana, Brittany and Brody all answered at the same time.
"Yup."
Later; Rachel and Quinn were cuddled in her bed and Rachel's mind was racing. She was so happy to have her girl in her arms but Quinn would be leaving tomorrow and she was already dreading it.
Quinn knew Rachel was worrying about something and she as pretty sure what it was.
"Quinn."
"Hm."
"Is it crazy that I already miss you?"
"No… because I'm feeling the same way," she felt Rachel nod.
"Do you really think we're going to be okay?" Rachel wondered and Quinn shifted to look at her. "I mean with the distance do you think we can really make it work?"
"I do… we knew it wouldn't be easy," Rachel nodded. "We just have to always be honest with each other and don't hide what we're feeling even if it's stupid."
"Okay."
"And we need to visit more often… no longer than two weeks ever again," Rachel nodded.
"Yeah I need you in my arms and in my bed," Rachel agreed.
"Me too," Quinn kissed her forehead. "And you need to never forget Rachel Berry that no amount of time, space, or distance could ever change how insanely in love with you I am."
"Oh baby," Rachel said in that sugary tone that Quinn knew meant she was swooning. "I love you so much and you need to never forget that I have only ever had eyes for you Quinn Fabray because no one else could ever come close to doing what you do to my mind, my body, and most importantly my heart," Quinn couldn't contain her smile.
"I love you Rachel."
"I'll never get sick of hearing that," Rachel said honestly. "And I'll never get sick of saying it… I love you Quinn."
"Make love to me Rachel."
"Always."