A/N: One of my reviewers asked if I can make the updates on Thursday instead of Sunday until I go back to twice a week updates and since I don't care either way; that is what I'm going to do; so for anyone that wants an alternative to the show, the updates will be on Thursdays instead.
The play that Quinn helped write and performs in this chapter is the plot of a screenplay I wrote and have the copyright for so please don't steal it; however the names have been changed.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, anything mentioned, any songs, quotes, or books used.
Chapter 18: For Us, There is No End
"Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself."
-George Bernard Shaw
/
Rachel was sitting on the train. She was annoyed looking at all of her friends. Kurt was resting his head on Blaine's shoulder as they looked out the window at the passing trees. Brittany had her legs across Santana's lap and the girl was gently massaging them. And Tina was whispering something into Mike's ear with her arms around his neck.
And Rachel was annoyed.
It was times like this that she missed Quinn the most.
Everyone was cuddled close to their loved one and hers was still miles away.
Fucking distance.
She was so glad spring break was in one week and she would get to spend an entire week in the arms of her one and only.
But first they had this weekend and then would only have to wait a week to be together again; and this weekend was Quinn's play. She literally couldn't wait until she was in that audience supporting Quinn the way Quinn always supported her.
But even more than that she couldn't wait to be in those arms again.
They still had two more years of this to get through and Rachel was already sick to fucking death of it… but she didn't want to even think about that. She would start panicking about saying goodbye again and that wasn't happening for several months. So she pushed those thoughts to the back of her head and instead focused on the ones of her and Quinn alone in a beach house for an entire week.
Well not alone because Kurt and Blaine would be there, and Brittany and Santana, as well as Tina, Mike, and of course Sawyer and Noah… it was Sawyer's family's beach house after all. And Sawyer was even nice enough to invite Brody and Manda.
Ugh Manda; she hated Brody's new girlfriend.
Well hate's a strong word… it was more like she wanted to strangle the girl every time she opened her mouth because of the sheer stupidity that fell out of it… she made Finn Hudson seem like a rocket scientist.
But so far she was sweet, and she seemed to make Brody happy and that was all that mattered except that she knew Brody could do so much better. She shrugged- It was his life.
Her phone buzzed in her hand and her body thrummed with arousal at the thought of it being Quinn. It was the longest two weeks ever. She had to endure a Brittany and Santana week long sex fest because Brittany's bosses asked her to choreograph one of the company's shows and her bosses like it so much they asked her if she would be the lead choreographer in the following year's Christmas show that they always put. She- of course- said yes and they said if that goes well then she would be considered for the recently vacated choreographer's position; if she was interested and of course she was.
So Santana saw fit to reward her several times a day for an entire week and though she was happy for them she was so frustrated at the same time. Quinn had done her part to help including; getting her off via text message during Rachel's acting class. It was so steamy she had to rush to the nearest bathroom to finish herself off, and then there was the Skype sex the following night when Quinn finally did what she always wanted her to do… she got her off using only her words. She wouldn't allow Rachel to touch herself until after it was over. And then she talked Rachel through two more orgasms where she was allowed to touch herself.
It was amazing.
But there was nothing like Quinn's touch and she was aching for it. So she fumbled with her buzzing phone and felt a pang of disappointment when it wasn't Quinn's number but a number she didn't know.
However, her disappointment was very short lived.
"Hello," she said into her phone and a male voice came over the line.
"Rachel Berry?"
"Yes."
"Hello my name is James Thomas and I am with the Spencer and Cohen talent agency and I was wondering if you would be able to come in and meet with us. We are very interested in meeting with you at your earliest convenience."
"Oh my god!" She squealed and every one of her friends looked at her. "Y-Yes I-I would love that Mr. Thomas," everyone watched as she listened with her mouth still gaping open. "Y-Yes sir… I um, I can be there whenever you want."
"Well we wouldn't want to interfere with your classes at NYADA Rachel… so how about you tell me a time that is most convenient for you?" She opened and closed her mouth several times as she tried to remember her schedule which seemed to be eluding her at the moment.
"Umm yes sir," she thought about her classes and then just picked a time. If she missed one class so be it. "Well sir I believe I have time Monday morning… so is nine a good time?" She bit her lip and waited. It sounded as if he was flipping papers.
"Yes Rachel that would be perfect," he said and she beamed. "When you arrive just give the receptionist your name okay and I look forward to meeting you."
"You too Mr. Thomas."
"Please Rachel call me James," he said and her smile widened.
"Will do James," she said and ended the call. When her eyes met her waiting friends she could only grin.
"What the fuck Rachel?" Santana finally yelled.
"T-That was a talent agency they want to meet with me on Monday," several gasps were heard but everyone was smiling.
"That's awesome Rachel," Mike said.
"Yeah Rachel… I'm really happy for you," Brittany told her and Rachel beamed.
"So am I," Kurt squealed, got to his feet and pulled her into a hug.
"Congrats Rachel," Blaine said as Kurt released her and she hugged Blaine. Tina and Mike were next.
"You are really on your way Rachel," Tina whispered and Rachel hugged her tight.
"I feel like a proud brother," Mike said also hugging her.
"Well you are," Rachel told him. Brittany squealed and got to her feet to hug Rachel too. When Brittany pulled back Rachel's eyes landed on Santana who was filing her nails and looked at her through her eyelashes. Rachel held out her arms for a hug and Santana scoffed but she rose to her feet.
"Oh what the hell," she wrapped her arms around the girl and held her tight. "You are fucking amazing Rachel," she whispered for only her to hear. "I am so proud of you."
"Thanks Santana," Rachel whispered into her shoulder. When the hug ended Rachel got back to her seat and pulled out her phone again.
From Rachel: I just got amazing news babe.
The reply was instant.
From Quinn: What is it?
From Rachel: I'll tell you when I see you but baby you are going to get so lucky.
From Quinn: That sounds like heaven Rach.
From Rachel: It will be. We're going to fuck so good when you find out.
From Quinn: Good god woman.
From Rachel: Haha love you xx
From Quinn: Love you too.
As soon as Rachel got off the train she ran to a waiting Quinn and kissed her passionately.
"Whoa Rach," she breathed. "What was that for?"
"I-I got a call on the train a-a-and it was someone from a talent agency," Quinn's mouth dropped in shock and pride. "A-And I have a meeting with him on Monday."
"Oh my god!"
"I know," Rachel breathed out before Quinn claimed her lips again. She was trying to pour everything she felt for the girl into the kiss and hoped Rachel could feel it.
And Rachel could feel it.
Everyone crowded around them as they made out and were all starting to feel like creepers watching them like that.
"Oh… Kay," Kurt drew the word out trying to get them to stop but of course it was a futile effort. "So we're kind of standing here," he continued.
"Fuck off!" Santana shouted which brought the girls out of their bliss with giggles. Kurt looked at Santana.
"Okay so yelling and cursing is what gets them to stop… got it."
"We are going out for breakfast so you two can get your fuck on," Santana told them and both girls nodded. "We'll meet you at your place when you're done." She curled her lip as she said it but she knew how much they missed each other and she also knew how hard she and Brittany made it on Rachel sometimes but even though she knew she still couldn't help herself.
Just look at Brittany.
Who could blame her?
But she did feel bad for Rachel over how their constant kissing and touching and fucking must have made it even more unbearable to be lonely and without her girl. The least she could do was give them some uninterrupted alone time.
"Okay," Quinn said and everyone turned away. "And thanks guys… you know for coming to watch the play."
"We wouldn't miss it Quinn," Mike said and then they all left.
"Come on Quinn… I need you," Rachel dragged Quinn outside and into the first available taxi.
They may have started during the ride but the driver didn't notice… or if he did he didn't say anything.
/
Rachel and Quinn spent most of the morning in bed; getting reacquainted. Rachel had to admit that although she hated the distance, she loved how hot they were for each other when they were finally together. Honestly they always had been and always would be extremely hot for each other but somehow with the time and distance it made it even more intense and passionate and lust filled.
It was like how they were back in high school but multiplied by a hundred and that's how the orgasms felt too. Their friends of course picked on them about it but they didn't really mind.
Rachel would love to see how any of them would be doing in their relationships if their time apart hadn't only been one year.
It was torture.
But the rewards were plentiful.
And again so were the orgasms.
After several rounds in the bed, the shower, the couch and then the shower again; Quinn called Santana so that their friends could get ready before the show. Quinn had to leave for costume and makeup before they got there. Rachel pulled her into a deep kiss before sending her off with a playful pat on the ass.
Quinn squealed looked back and winked.
"I love you Rachel Berry."
"I love you more Quinn Fabray."
"Not possible," Quinn said with a pout and Rachel giggled.
"We'll argue about this later just go out there and shine for me."
"Will do," Quinn winked again and left. A few minutes later everyone showed up at the door. Santana was banging on it incessantly.
"Open the fucking door Berry... I ain't got time for this," she yelled and Rachel pulled it open with a heavy breath.
"Must you always be so cantankerous, Santana?"
"Must you always speak like a fucking teacher Rachel?" Rachel just rolled her eyes and waited patiently while everyone got ready.
Shortly after the gang arrived there was another loud banging on the door and Rachel opened it to see her dads, Judy, and Richard standing there.
"Oh wow… I didn't know you guys were coming Quinn's is going to be so surprised," she greeted them all with a hug.
"Well that was the goal," Judy said.
"Yeah and we promised Quinn we wouldn't miss it," Leroy said.
"Well she will be so happy to see you guys, I know I am."
After making a quick stop to pick something up for Quinn they made it to the theater in time for Rachel to look for Quinn backstage. When she walked back there she saw Eric- her costar. He smiled at the sight of her.
"Hello Eric, how are you?"
"Nervous as hell," he admitted with his hand on his stomach. "And even more so now that you're here," she arched her eyebrow. Upon seeing her expression he smiled shyly. "No… it's just that Quinn told me you were kind of the jealous type and I swear I've been nothing but respectful," she withheld a giggle.
"Yeah it's cool… I watched you guys the first time you rehearsed remember?"
"Oh yeah right… I was nervous for my balls that time," she giggled. "I mean I had just watched Quinn kicked the crap out of that asshole Rob so yeah I was a bit more nervous about her that day that I was about you," he shrugged. "No offense."
"None taken… I mean I know better than most how scary Quinn can be when she is angry," this time he arched his eyebrow. "I mean she used to yell at me a lot before we started dating… mostly because she was trying to deny her feelings for me," he nodded. "And then after we started dating she yelled at all the boys that hit on me," he smiled at that. "We're kind of both crazy like that."
"You think?" He teased and she laughed.
"We're getting better at it."
"If you say so," she laughed again.
"Well break a leg Eric."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome… um do you know where Quinn is?" He pointed to a small room and she nodded and turned toward it. She knocked once and Quinn opened it looking equally beautiful and nervous.
"Hey Rachel… I'm freaking the fuck out." Rachel withheld a chuckle and presented Quinn with the bouquet of gardenias she had behind her back and Quinn's exasperated expression turned into a wide grin. "Baby," she cooed and pulled Rachel in for a fierce kiss.
"Mm Quinn," Rachel pulled out of the kiss. "Don't start something you can't finish." Quinn laughed at that and Rachel could see some of the fear leave her as she giggled. "You got this… you have nothing to be scared of this role is perfect for you… it is you; I mean other than the fact that you're a raging lesbian and your character isn't."
"Yeah I know but… it's a tragedy and I-I don't know if I can pull it off."
"Baby you are meant for roles that draw specific human emotions because Quinn you are great with emotions, you wear your heart on your sleeve and you show your emotions in your body language… seriously you got this. And I'll be the one in the audience cheering the loudest," Quinn chuckled.
"And probably crying the loudest."
"Quinn… please don't remind me how this shit ends," Quinn laughed again.
"You always know how to make me feel better," Quinn kissed her.
"And I hope to make you feel better all night long," she winked and felt Quinn pull her into a tight embrace.
"Are you sure you'll be able to handle this Rachel? I mean the ending it… it hits a little close to home and I don't-"
"Quinn, I got this… I know it isn't real and yeah I might have some flashbacks to the day of your accident but I know that it's only a show and also the car accident scene isn't performed for us to see so yeah I'll be okay," Quinn kissed her again.
"Okay… now get out. I have to finish my makeup."
"I could help," she offered and Quinn could never refuse Rachel's sweetness.
Puck and Sawyer arrived taking their seats beside Rachel. As the show began; Rachel was wringing her hands nervously. Santana saw this and covered Rachel's with one of her own.
"This is going to be hard for me too Rach," she whispered. "Let's get through it together." Rachel smiled and nodded. Santana was her saving grace the day of Quinn's accident and knew she would be there for her again should Rachel have any flashbacks.
The curtains rose and Rachel sucked in a deep breath as Eric's voice came over the sound system.
He was on stage sitting in front of a tombstone. The name on it was never shown but by the end of the scene he was in tears and crying about how much he missed his friend.
The next scene showed two little kids playing together in a tree house. Andrew and Samantha; it was clear that Drew was smitten with his best friend even at a young age and as the scene changed to a high school and to the now high school seniors Drew and Sam; it was clear he was still just as in love.
A scene with Drew's father showed him telling his dad he was ready to tell Sam how he felt about her and he was going to do it the next day.
In school the following day; Drew was about to ask Sam out when a new kid (Liam) was introduced to the class. Drew lost his nerve. Then he decided to try again a few months later but he was too late Sam was already dating Liam. And it wasn't a fling.
By the time they had graduated college Sam and Liam were in a long term relationship that they hoped to have last forever. Drew finally gave up on her and the three of them became the best of friends.
After graduating college Drew and Liam went into business together and one day on the job site Liam collapsed and was rushed to the hospital where he was diagnosed with cancer.
End Act I.
As the curtain fell Rachel was cheering the loudest and Quinn was smiling because she could hear her on stage.
"Are you okay?" Santana asked her. Rachel nodded.
"Yeah the um… sex or sadness hasn't happened yet," Santana gave her a tight lipped smile and nodded.
Quinn was backstage changing from one outfit into the next and she heard her phone buzzing. She knew it was Rachel and she smiled and grabbed her phone. And she was right.
From Rachel: You are fucking brilliant Quinn… I'm so hot for you ;)
Quinn smiled and typed out a quick reply.
From Quinn: I love you so much.
From Rachel: I love you right back xx
After the first intermission.
Rachel got into her seat- after waiting fucking forever in line at the bathroom- just in time for the curtain to rise. And what she saw took her breath away.
Quinn as Sam was crouched on the floor of the hospital set crying her eyes out and Eric as Drew was holding her. She was clinging to him and the emotions she was portraying had the entire room crying along with her.
And Rachel beamed with pride.
As the second act went on; Sam tried and tried to get Liam to open up and lean on her but he was just closing in on himself and shutting everyone out. He was especially hard on her and every night she went home and cried herself to sleep. Once Liam was released from the hospital and was doing chemotherapy he was angry and sick all the time and he was taking it out on her.
She tried to be there for him, she tried not to give up on him but he was making it hard. Yelling and screaming and telling her he hated her. She finally had enough one day, and showed up on Drew's doorstep drunk out of her mind and he held her until she slept.
Night after night for months this happened. Liam pushed her away and she turned to her best friend who held her and let her sob. She held all of her own emotions inside about this in front of Liam but in Drew's arms she found solace and gave into her fears and doubts. And he just held her.
And then one day; Liam collapsed again and was rushed to the hospital and this time when Sam tried to comfort him he called her names and told her she was wasting her time by being with him and she should just cut her losses. When she refused he said fine then we're over I don't want you around me anymore. She left in tears and showed up at the only place she felt welcome anymore… but this time it was different.
This time she wasn't drunk. This time the hugging led to clinging and clinging led to kissing and before either of them fully realized what was happening they were making love.
End Act II.
Rachel cringed as she watched this but she was also a crying mess from watching her girlfriend spend the better part of Act two in tears.
When the curtain fell she looked over at Santana and saw that she was also crying like a baby but Rachel cuddled into her arm and Santana welcomed it. The worst was yet to come.
This time it was her phone that buzzed and she smiled seeing Quinn's name light up her phone. She opened the text.
From Quinn: Are you still okay? I know that must've been tough to watch it was certainly tough to perform, but Eric was a perfect gentleman… and I had my bra and pants on so I wasn't naked.
Rachel laughed at her adorable girlfriend.
From Rachel: Good thing or I'd be going up there and cracking some skulls. LOL. I'm fine babe… it wasn't the most fun thing to watch but I was overwhelmed with tears after watching you cry so much that I barely registered the other stuff.
From Quinn: God I love you.
From Rachel: I love you too… not looking forward to Act three.
From Quinn: I know you're not xx
After the second intermission was over and when the curtain rose again for Act three Rachel was antsy in her seat. She didn't know how she would handle this part.
It opened on Liam alone in his hospital bed crying into his pillow. His doctor came in and told him that they found a bone marrow donor for him and that if all went well he would be cancer free. He was so happy that he nearly kissed his doctor.
He wanted to call Sam but then he remembered that he broke up with her and then he was crying for a different reason all together. His doctor stayed in the room with him while he cried over pushing away the only girl he had ever loved.
Meanwhile Sam and Drew woke up in each other's arms and there was something about the innocent look in her eye as she stared into his that his resolve finally broke and he confessed years and years of pent up anger and denial and love and finally, finally she knew how deeply he loved her.
He expected to be yelled at, he expected her to run, and he certainly didn't expect her to kiss him and hold him as they made love again… he thought maybe, just maybe he shouldn't have given up love all those years ago.
After waking up again he found her in tears and his heart shattered. He knew she regretted it.
In the audience Rachel was again balling her eyes out. She watched as her girlfriend performed her fucking heart out and she was just even more in love with her. She felt Santana's hand in hers and her daddy's hand on her shoulder and they were both keeping her grounded.
Drew asked Sam what was wrong and if she regretted it. She said no and hope returned briefly but then she said that she feels really guilty and needs to confess what happened to Liam and then she needs time to figure out who she wants to be with… if she wants to be with either of them. And for the millionth time with this girl Drew's heart fell to pieces.
Sam kissed him goodbye and left for the hospital. Drew decided to not let her face him alone and followed her but when he arrived at the hospital she wasn't there and no one knew where she was… until a doctor entered the room and confirmed that she was killed in a car accident on the way there.
Both Liam and Drew mourned for her together and separately.
And Drew never confessed what they had done because it didn't matter anyway. The show ended with Drew saying goodbye to Sam at her grave and then leaving town.
He couldn't be in that town, in that place or around his friend Liam with Sam no longer in his life. Especially never knowing if he had finally won her heart or not.
The curtain fell after those final words of Drew's voice over.
Rachel was a crying mess when the show ended and she wasn't the only one Santana was gripping her hand so tightly it was feeling numb.
[Backstage]
Quinn was walking toward the dressing room after the curtain call when she was met with Professor Tate. He was beaming.
"Quinn that was…" he trailed off and she saw a tear in his eye. "I'm-I'm speechless."
"Well there is a first."
"I am so proud of you Quinn."
"Thank you sir."
"I know you're going but I have a proposition for you," she arched her eyebrow in wonder. "Professor Avery has already asked me to pen next year's play as well and-"
"And you want me to help again… yes Professor a thousand times yes."
"No… I mean yes," she looked confused. "What I mean is she asked and I agreed but I have a full workload already as I have begun work on a novel," Quinn smiled at that. "So I asked Professor Avery if it would be okay if you wrote it," she squealed cutting him off and he laughed.
"Are you fucking serious?" She asked and then covered her mouth at the curse word but he just laughed harder.
"Yes… Professor Avery agreed; with the condition that I read through it and make sure it is deemed appropriate and written well."
"And?"
"And I agreed… so if you're up for it, it seems our roles will be reversed. Assuming you can handle this?"
"Yes, and of course I can… this is what I'm studying for. I want to write scripts and act them out. Hell maybe even produce." Professor Tate patted her shoulder.
"Well then it looks as though we have a deal."
"We do… but um what is the plot?"
"Whatever you want it to be Quinn… you are the author," she squealed again and pulled him into a tight hug.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she said releasing him from her hold on him. He chuckled again.
"I hope you impress me Quinn."
"I will, I promise."
"I do not doubt that," he said and nodded and then he walked away. A few minutes later there was a knock on her door and a very proud but still crying Rachel was thrust into her arms.
"Oh Quinn," she cried into her shoulder.
"Rachel you said you could handle it."
"I did," she pulled herself out of Quinn's hold. "I am… I'm not upset at the ending… well I am but not for the reason you think…w ell okay maybe a little," Quinn laughed at her craziness. "But anyway… I'm mostly emotional because you were amazing."
"Really?"
"Really Quinn, you are a brilliant actress and I have never been so proud of you as well as highly turned on." Quinn laughed.
"So the sex scenes didn't bother you then?"
"Umm… yeah a little but I can tell the difference of actor Quinn and real Quinn … acting or not you still turned me on. You turn me on by breathing Quinn," Quinn laughed and Rachel pulled her into a kiss that had her toes curling. When the kiss ended Quinn was staring at her.
"I have some more news," Quinn took a deep breath and Rachel's eyes widened.
"Good or bad?"
"Great," she said and took another deep breath; she could see that Rachel was getting impatient so she continued. "Professor Tate asked me to write next year's play and I agreed."
"Are you fucking serious?" Quinn nodded. "Oh Barbra! Quinn that is outstanding."
"Yeah it is," she let out a heavy sigh.
"So you'll be starring in a play you wrote?"
"Well I'd still have to audition but I hope so."
"You will, you're the most amazing actress in Yale," Rachel said proudly and Quinn kissed her again. "Well let's get you changed," she tugged Quinn by her shirt and pulled it up. "We need to celebrate your amazingness," Quinn willingly let Rachel take her shirt off. "But first we need to celebrate how much you turn me on," Rachel lent her head down and closed her mouth over Quinn's hardened nipple over the bra and Quinn moaned loudly.
/
When they finally left the dressing room to join their friends Quinn was greeted by several people who were praising her performance and then she found her friends and was surprised to see her family too.
"You guys made it."
"We wouldn't miss it Quinnie," Judy said and Quinn hugged them all. When she looked over at her friends she saw that Santana, Brittany, Tina, and Kurt were crying and she pouted.
"Aw guys… don't cry," she said but when her eyes landed on Puck she withheld a chuckle at the fact that he was also crying. "Puck?" He looked up at her and his eyes were still wet.
"Seriously?" Santana asked with her signature snark.
"Fuck you okay Satan… that shit was believable." Quinn pulled him into a hug.
"I'm okay Puck… it was just a show."
"Yeah but it hit a little close to home, didn't it?"
"Yeah," she whispered into his shoulder and then after dinner with them and her family and after promising her and Rachel's parents that they'd have brunch the following morning, she dragged all her friends to a karaoke bar. They all watched as Rachel sang her heart out and they got drunk and celebrated Quinn and just reveled in being together.
Rachel called Quinn after her meeting with Spencer and Cohen talent agency. But they had to reschedule her meeting for the end of the week, which was right before they were leaving to go meet Quinn for spring break, so she didn't get a chance to call her until now.
"Hello," Quinn said.
"Guess who you're talking to Quinn?"
"Umm," she thought on it so that she didn't answer the question wrong. "My beautiful and amazingly talented and incredibly verbose girlfriend with her equally as talented tongue." She could hear Rachel laughing and it made her laugh in turn.
"You're a wordsmith baby," she told her.
"So was I right?"
"Well… yes… but you are also talking to the newest client for Spencer and Cohen," Quinn's squeal into the phone rivaled one of her own.
"Oh my god baby that is so amazing."
"I know," Rachel squealed.
"Where are you?"
"I am currently squashed between Brody and Santana and I do not like the seating arrangement because Santana keeps leaning over me to whisper yell at him for still dating- and I quote- that twit Duh-manda," she whispered the nickname Santana had given her, so the girl wouldn't hear her. Quinn laughed at the truly fitting name but she felt bad for Rachel.
"Put Santana on the phone," Rachel handed the phone to Santana who scowled at her.
"Quinn wants to talk to you." Santana put the phone to her ear.
"What?"
"Stop making Rachel feel uncomfortable by putting her in the middle of your battle with Brody over his girlfriend."
"Oh fuck you Q… and it ain't my fault that he wants to date Aman-duh," she heard Quinn giggle.
"Pick on Brody all you want but stop putting Rachel in the middle."
"Fine," She huffed. "You're so fucking annoying Q!" Quinn heard as Santana took the phone away. "Here Berry… and switch seats with me… cuddle with Britts while I try to talk some sense into your boy; Man Candy," when Rachel put the phone back to her ear she could hear Quinn still giggling and she reveled in it. She rested her head on Brittany's shoulder and was far happier with her new seat.
"Thank you Quinn," she husked and Quinn could tell she was happy.
"I aim to please."
"Yeah well I plan on testing your aim in about an hour."
"Sounds perfect."
/
Quinn properly congratulated Rachel once she got to her apartment while everyone waited for Sawyer to arrive with the van.
And then after a three hour drive to Eastham, Massachusetts where Sawyer's family owned a beach house she congratulated her again.
As Quinn dragged Rachel into the house they heard Santana yell.
"Pick the room furthest away so we don't have to hear you bitches this time," and with that they were gone. Santana turned to Sawyer. "I'm so glad you drove because if you let Puckerman drive us here my ass would've stayed in New Haven."
"Why?" She asked as they started to unload the car.
"Because he sucks at life," Puck pouted.
"Aw… no he doesn't," Sawyer said sweetly and rubbed her hand up and down the back of Puck's head. He smirked and was completely smitten with this girl that it even made Santana laugh. And as they kissed so sweetly Santana made gagging noises.
Once they were inside all the mouths dropped at the sheer size of the house.
"Pick whatever room you want… there are more than enough," she said and as everyone scattered. Kurt stopped in front of her.
"Ooh I have always wanted to visit the Cape… thank you so much for inviting us."
"You're more than welcome Kurt."
"I was wondering if we are close to Provincetown at all?" He asked with hope in his tone. He nearly squealed when Sawyer nodded.
"Very… it's about a thirty minute drive," he clapped. "Why would you like to go?" He nodded furiously.
"More than anything."
"Why?" Manda's voice sounded from behind them with a disgusted tone, and they all looked at her. "I mean that place is so gay." It was suddenly very quiet as everyone stared at her with their mouths gaped open.
"Manda I-" Brody began but was cut off by Santana… or Snix rather.
"What the fuck did that bitch say?"
"No… I mean I know you are gay Kurt and it's so cute," she curled her lip again and spoke. "But why would you want them to be all around us," she said it like it tasted bad in her mouth.
"Manda…" Brody tried again but this time it was Sawyer that cut him off.
"You do know you're surrounded by gay people right now don't you… you bitch?" Manda looked around the room and shook her head.
"No I mean… Kurt is obviously…" she let her wrist fall limp. "But I-" her words were cut off when Santana went after her but Brody caught her around the middle.
"Let me at her!" Santana screamed and then started to yell in Spanish and no one understood the words that were coming out of her but they all knew it was nothing nice.
"Manda…" Brody began again and waited. When no one cut him off this time he continued. "Rachel, Quinn, Santana and Brittany are also gay… and Blaine too, he's Kurt's boyfriend." Manda's mouth dropped.
"What? They don't even look gay," again saying the word like it was gross and that was it. A loud thump was heard and Manda was on the floor. No one even realized who had hit her until they heard Brittany squealing.
"Ow, fucking hell!" She yelled and Santana beamed with pride at her girl. Santana and Quinn were both known to attack first and think later; Rachel also had her moments when she lost it… but that was usually when drunk.
Brittany however, hardly ever lost her cool.
But when she did it was so sexy- Santana thought.
"I'm not gay Brody… but I am bi and this bitch is one offensive little slut… you need to leave."
"You… didn't invite me," Manda said getting to her feet and all eyes landed on Sawyer.
"You heard Britt… get the fuck out," she looked at Brody. "You're welcome to stay if you'd like but I don't allow homophobia in my home."
"I'm not homophobic… I just don't want them to flaunt it in my face," Santana went after her again but Puck stepped in between them.
"Leave now," he demanded and she looked at Brody.
"Brody," she whined and he shook his head.
"We're over."
"But how do I get back?"
"You'll figure it out," he said and she huffed and left but as she did she yelled out a nasty word that had Santana going after her again; Brittany followed Santana out to make sure she didn't kill the girl.
Once they were gone Sawyer took a deep breath.
"So… P-Town tomorrow?" She asked and Kurt nodded excitedly. Several minutes later as both Brittany and Santana had come back after chasing Manda down the street; Quinn and Rachel entered the room with stupid grins on their faces and looked around.
"Hey where's Manda?" Rachel wondered.
"She's gone," Brody told her.
"Why?" Quinn asked and after they told her what happened both she and Rachel wanted to strangle the bitch but instead Rachel turned to Brody.
"I hope you are through with her?"
"I am," he said proudly and she patted his shoulder.
"Good boy," he beamed and Santana laughed at him and his stupid crush on Rachel. He was practically wagging his tail like a good little puppy dog. She shrugged her shoulders as she thought about it.
As long as Man Candy doesn't get stupid like Finncompetent she didn't care about his crush.
It was a beautiful spring day; definitely too cold to go swimming but a perfect day for sunbathing. Quinn read her new book while Rachel watched Puck and Brody playing football. As she watched; she saw Noah showing off for Sawyer and Sawyer was eating it up… but it was also making Brody look bad and she felt bad for him. They were all coupled up and when they left he had a girlfriend too and she just hoped he'd one day find a girl that was perfect for him.
Like Noah had.
And like she had.
And with that thought her eyes drifted back over to Quinn and saw that she was no longer reading but staring at her instead. She cuddled close to Quinn and relaxed.
It was incredible.
After packing up and finding a restaurant for lunch they had decided on some shopping before heading back to Sawyer's for a night of drinking and fun.
Which is what they were doing now; and as Rachel walked with Quinn hand in hand all she could think about was how wonderful and liberating it was to be in a town like this. Yeah sure New York was very, very gay friendly but New York was also huge. It was nice to be in a rustic little seaside town where they could be completely themselves.
"Do you know what this reminds me of Quinn?"
"What?"
"San Francisco," she answered and saw Quinn nod.
"Yeah it sure does… I mean it's a lot smaller, but the ambiance is the same."
"Hm, we wouldn't know because we weren't invited on your incredibly gay adventure," Santana's bitter voice chimed in from behind them and they giggled and looked back at her and Brittany who were also walking hand in hand.
"We should though," Brittany said and all three girls looked at her. "We should go to San Francisco… just the four of us, next summer," she saw all three girl's smile wide as they thought about it.
"That would actually be amazing Brittany," Rachel told her.
"So it's a plan then?" Brittany wondered looking between Quinn and Santana.
"It's a plan," they both said at the same time.
"So do you know what I want Quinn?" Rachel asked noting that Santana and Brittany had stopped for some ice cream.
"Me?" Quinn teased with that fucking arched eyebrow and Rachel nodded.
"Always… but what I was really going to say was I want this… this town… this place. Quinn when we're big, big stars and we have enough money; I want to buy a beach house here so that we can have family vacations and glee club reunions here," Quinn smiled at the idea.
"Yeah… that sounds perfect Rach."
"We can bring our kids here and show them that even though there is tons of hate in the world there are places where people don't care who you love… just that you find it," Rachel gasped when Quinn stopped and pulled her into a hot kiss. "Mm, what was that for?"
"For the way you think Rach… and the way you love," she kissed her again. "I was once so afraid of these feelings for you. I thought it would ruin me but it did the opposite and knowing that you not only loved me back, but that you still do… and you want to forever it-it means everything."
"For us, there is no end Quinn… don't you know that by now?"
"I do… and I won't ever forget it, but sometimes when you talk like this I remember how fucking lucky I am that I won your heart." Rachel winked.
"You didn't win it… it was always yours," Quinn kissed her again.
"We need to leave soon," she said with a heavy breath.
"Why?"
"Because I want you so badly right now."
"Mm, me too… but Quinn we can't rush everyone just because we want to fuck," Quinn pouted at that. "Your sexual frustration is so sexy," Quinn stuck out her tongue and Rachel laughed.
"Ooooh!" Brittany squealed and everyone looked at her. "Look San… we can find a new toy," she dragged Santana into the store and everyone followed. Quinn let out a frustrated breath as Rachel dragged her into the sex toy shop that all of their friends had just gone into.
And Quinn's frustration went through the roof.
/
When they finally got home Quinn dragged Rachel into the house and into their bedroom. She closed and locked the door and pushed Rachel into it. Rachel hit the door with a thump and a loud moan.
"Mm," she breathed out as those lips attacked her neck. "Mm, Quinn… I-I… Oh god, more of that," Quinn had started to suck on Rachel's neck and she tilted her head to give Quinn more room.
"Baby," Quinn mumbled against her flesh.
"Hm."
"I-I want to try out the um…" she pulled off of Rachel's neck so that she could look in her eyes. "I mean do you want to try out what we um… what we bought today," Rachel's eyes lit up and she nodded. Quinn picked up the bag that Rachel had dropped on the floor when she was pushed into the door. Again Rachel's eyes lit up as Quinn pulled it out of the bag and they did use it.
Over and over… all night in fact.
And Rachel needed to thank Brittany for finding that store.
The week went by so fast and Rachel was sad that it was ending already; they had been having a blast all week. Days were spent at the beach or in Sawyer's hot tub and nights were spent partying like the college kids that they were. Puck had even convinced everyone to play spin the bottle which resulted in an awkward kiss between Brody and Quinn in which Quinn laughed into his lips and he pouted. She apologized and said that he was a hot boy but it was the boy part that did nothing for her. They all laughed but that wasn't even the most awkward moment of the night.
No, that happened when Santana spun the bottle and it landed on Kurt. They were both so tentative and awkward but were both really impressed with the other's… Uh… skills.
As they kissed, Puck wolf whistled, the kissed ended, and Santana threw the bottle at him which hit him right on the forehead effectively ending the game. Puck couldn't complain though because Sawyer spent the rest of the night kissing it better.
It was now the final night of the trip and Rachel was sitting on the couch watching Quinn doing a line dance with Sawyer, Santana, Brittany and Tina and she was smiling. She was sad that the next day they would all be back in New Haven and then she'd be on a train back to New York and again away from Quinn. She always loved every moment that they spent together except for all those goodbyes.
Those she fucking hated.
She was brought out of her thoughts when Quinn grasped her hands and pulled her up. As she joined in the line dancing she couldn't help but have fun. The next day was going to suck either way… might as well have fun tonight. And as the night wore on she was having an amazing time.
The good time ended however when the music had stopped abruptly and they looked up into the eyes of a tall man who was very distinguished. He reminded Rachel of Quinn's father except he wasn't exuding hatred from his eyes. Everyone was confused until Sawyer spoke.
"D-Dad!"
"Sawyer Isabelle Bishop," he called and a few gasps were heard. "You blow off a week with your family so you can spend the week getting drunk and wasting my money with your friends?"
Oh he's pissed- Rachel thought.
"Yeah," Sawyer said defiantly and crossed her arms over her chest.
And she was equally as pissed.
"That is what college kids do, isn't it dad? I mean you wanted me to have the college life didn't you… unless you meant joining a sorority and probably being date raped by some frat guy."
"Enough!" Mr. Bishop boomed and everyone was startled. Sawyer could feel it… she could feel the panic creeping up but she closed her eyes and pushed it back down.
Scratch that… she is waaaaay more pissed- Rachel thought again but Rachel watched her; there was something more than anger going on there she just didn't know what. Puck stepped closer to his girlfriend when he saw the fire in Mr. Bishop's eyes.
"Hey," Puck said softly to her when he could see she was bordering on tears.
"Oh get away from her!" Mr. Bishop boomed. "My daughter doesn't need to be protected from me, and she certainly doesn't need it from the likes of you," Puck turned to him and Rachel recognized the look, she knew he was fighting the urge to hit this man.
"And what is so bad about me Sir?" He asked and was clenching his jaw to hide his anger.
"Oh please… guys like you are a dime a dozen. What with your Mohawk and your rock band… you are not the kind of man that will take care of my daughter you are just the person she is killing time with until a better man comes along."
"Dad that's not-" Sawyer tried again to fight it and this time it seemed to work. This time Quinn also noticed what was going on with her. She reached for Sawyer but she shook her head no, so Quinn backed off.
"… You're a loser son," Mr. Bishop continued as if Sawyer hadn't even spoken. "You should face that now." Puck stepped closer to him as did Mike, Brody, Kurt, and Blaine. Rachel's heart soared at how her friends always stuck together. They were all ready to stop him should he do something stupid but he didn't and when he spoke Rachel had never been more proud of how much Noah had grown.
"First of all Sawyer doesn't need me or any other man to take care of her… she can do that all on her own. And second of all, maybe I'm not the man that Sawyer will spend her life with… maybe I am. But with all due respect Sir, that should be for her to decide… not you. So whether you like it or not. I will be by her side until she tells me not to be. And even if she does I will always love her. She is it for me and I will do whatever it takes to protect her even if that means protecting her from your brand of love… Sir," with that Mr. Bishop lunged for him but Mike and Brody held him back. "And I'm not a loser."
"You are the biggest loser I have ever met boy and I will be dammed if-"
"ENOUGH!" Sawyer bellowed sounding eerily like her father a few minutes prior and silence fell over the group. Sawyer swallowed several times pushing it away and letting her anger take over. "Enough Daddy," she looked at him. "I love Noah and if you can't accept that than-"
"I can't," he cut her off.
"Then I'm sorry for you because if you took the chance to look past his Mohawk and his guitar you would see a man that is completely worthy of my love… he is more worthy than I am daddy and do you know why?"
"Why?" He spat.
"Because he is brave enough to stand up to you and tell you what he wants… and I never have been. But that ends now daddy. That ends today… I want Noah… and I want to sing. I don't want your life, I don't want to go to Yale and I don't want you to tell me what makes me happy anymore," she was crying now and everyone in the room saw the man melt a little. Before he hid it behind a scowl again. "I want to sing, I don't want college life, and I want to be with Noah… and I'm done living to please you." The panic was coming again and she closed her eyes tightly and pushed it away.
She hoped no one could see that she was bordering on a panic attack.
She hoped no one could see her biggest secret.
And it seemed that no one did.
Not really anyway, they all thought she was just upset and she could live with that… as long as no one found out the truth.
That she was weak.
"No! You will stay in Yale or else."
"Or else what dad? You'll stop paying for my tuition, or my apartment… that's fine I don't want to be in it anyway… or what, are you going to disown me? Fine disown me I don't want a father who doesn't care who I really am anyway."
"Enough Sawyer… I refuse to do this in front of your friends. We will discuss this further when you come home for summer break."
"I'm not coming home for the summer dad… I'm going home to Lima with Puck and then we're going on a tour with his band," she could see the anger building up in her father. "This is who I am daddy and you can either accept it or fuck off but I'm done changing who I am for you."
"If that is what you want Sawyer."
"It is," she pleaded with her eyes and she could see her father's heart breaking. He nodded and left the house without another word.
After the door slammed; Sawyer jumped.
The room was buzzing with silence and she was fighting a battle inside of her head. She jumped again when Puck circled his arms around her waist but then she relaxed as he pulled her into his chest.
"Sawyer I-" his words died in his throat when he saw her look up at him. She wiped her eyes furiously and looked around the room and smiled at her friends.
"C'mon guys… let's get this party started again," she smiled and wiped her tears away again.
"Sawyer, your dad doesn't want us here," Quinn told her.
"Oh don't be silly Quinn his good manners are too engrained into his soul to kick us out… trust me it'll be fine," Quinn nodded but she could see that she was hiding something.
"O-Okay but are you okay?" Quinn looked deep into her eyes. She hadn't known Sawyer long but she knew her well enough to know when she was lying and she wasn't lying but she was hiding something.
She just didn't know what.
"Yeah… I mean no, that sucked but it was twenty years in the making and it was actually very liberating."
"You think he'll ever get over it?" Rachel wondered.
"Yeah… he'll get over it, my dad is overbearing but deep down he is a very good man and he just wants me to be happy. Once he realizes my version of happiness for me is different than his he'll come around. I may have to agree to stay in Yale until I graduate…which isn't so bad I guess," she shrugged and Quinn giggled because it was funny that she loved everything about Yale while Sawyer merely tolerated it.
So even though they were quite similar they were also very, very different.
"Okay… as long as you're good I'm good," Quinn said and Sawyer winked.
"I'm good," and that was enough for Quinn she looked at Rachel.
"She's good," she said with a nod and Rachel smiled and took Quinn's word for it. Puck wasn't so willing to let it go though.
"Are you sure?" He asked and she nodded. "I mean that was kind of intense and-"
"It's going to be okay Noah… I-I mean… that needed to happen. It sucked that it killed my buzz but that fight with my father needed to happen and you know it did," he smiled. "So stop worrying and get me another drink."
"Yes ma'am," he tried to step out of her grasp and she tugged him back. "And don't think I didn't swoon over what you said to him about me and us," she leaned closer to his ear and whispered so that no one else would hear. "You are getting so lucky tonight Puckerman," when she pulled back he was wearing a stupid grin on his mouth and she fell deeper. "Now get me that drink."
After Puck walked away; Brittany put the music back on and slowly everyone in the room started to dance again; Sawyer's panic had faded and she felt normal again. Rachel kissed Quinn's cheek and walked over to Puck who was holding two cups and watching Sawyer having fun.
"You did good Jew bro," she said and her eyes landed on Quinn as she danced along with them. Puck looked at Rachel briefly before looking back at his girl.
"Thanks babe… looks like I finally found that girl you and Q always promised me I would find."
"Looks like it," she teased. "Don't screw it up."
"I don't plan on it," he winked at a smirking Rachel. "Now let's go dance with our insanely hot girlfriends."
"That is the best plan you've had yet Puckerman… it seems as though you can be taught." He laughed.
"It seems so."
And they did join their ladies on the dance floor and their eyes met once again across the room; as they shared the same thought.
Not too bad for two former Lima losers.
A/N 2: The title of the chapter is a line from the song Have a Little Faith in Me by John Hiatt.
Thank you all for the lovely reviews last chapter; it's good to be back and I hope you stick with me throughout the remainder of this story.