A/N: Thank you all for voting last chapter and I won't reveal the winner until that chapter is posted which won't be for a while. Until then I'm sorry for the cliffhanger last chapter.
Warning: Sexy times.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, anything mentioned, any songs, quotes, or books used.
Chapter 21: From Wrong to Right
"I'm here. I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There is nothing you could ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than depression, and I am braver than loneliness, and nothing will ever exhaust me."
-Elizabeth Gilbert; Eat, Pray, Love
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Ever since the day that Rachel and Quinn separated for their respective cities Rachel felt the dread again. This time, however it was because she knew she was caused this rift.
She was so worried about them growing apart that she practically made it happen. They were both still putting in the effort of calling each other every night but it was strained and they both felt it. She was never so happy to know that in a few days Quinn would be visiting her in New York and they could finally have that conversation once and for all.
And they could fix things.
She had another week to get through and then Quinn would be in her arms again and she could fix what she had done to them.
She was currently moping in her apartment when she heard a knock on the door. She looked over and was about to get up but then she heard Tina's voice calling her and she smiled.
"Come in," Tina entered and walked over to her.
"Hey Rachel I need your help."
"Okay?" she patted the couch and Tina sat down next to her.
"I-I was wondering if you would… I mean would you sing a duet with me for the NYADA concert audition," Rachel smiled at her and nodded.
"I would love to Tina."
"Are you- are you sure because it'll count as your duet audition too and I'm sure you'd rather have Kurt or anyone else but me."
"Why wouldn't I want you… your voice is incredible Tina," Tina shook her head at that.
"I mean it's okay but I'm not as good as the others."
"Tina… you got into NYADA… you're good enough." Tina smiled at that and nodded.
"Yeah I guess so."
"So do you have any songs in mind?" Tina shook her head.
"I thought we could pick one together, you've always been amazing with song choices." Rachel beamed at her and Tina noticed that the smile didn't quite reach her eyes like a normal Rachel Berry smile did. "Hey… are-are you okay? Are you and Quinn-" she couldn't finish her thought because Rachel started balling.
"I'm sorry Tina…. I-" her words died in her throat when Tina pulled her into a tight hug.
"It's okay Rachel," she ran a soothing had up and down her back. "I mean I know you two weren't doing so great at Puck's party but I thought that you'd have fixed it by now the way you always do."
"About that," Rachel wiped her face as she pulled out of the hug. "We're not exactly fighting but we're not okay either," she saw the confusion on Tina's face. "I did this to us Tina… I did it because I was so worried about us growing apart this year so much so that I actually got Quinn believing it too. I mean Quinn… my normally confidant, brave, and reassuring girlfriend now has doubts about us… because of me!" She screamed the last words and Tina saw how broken she had become over the last few weeks.
"Talk to her Rachel… that is how you guys always fix things. Tell her why you were scared in the first place and then ask her why she is scared now?" Rachel nodded and then her phone rang and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She looked at the screen and she saw that it was James- her manager- calling. She fumbled and nearly dropped the phone before answering it.
Tina watched her face as she talked to him, then she heard the loudest squeal ever, and then Rachel was thanking him over and over. By the time the two minute call was over Rachel's whole demeanor had changed.
Tina was slightly sad that it wasn't because of Quinn but she figured a smile is a smile.
"Good news?"
"The best," she was staring at her phone. "He just got me an audition in an off Broadway production of The Glass Menagerie," this time Tina squealed. "I gotta call Quinn!" Rachel announced and jumped to her feet and saw Tina grinning like a fool. "What?"
"I don't think you and Quinn are as distant as you feel," Rachel smiled at Tina's words and the realization that Quinn is still and will always be the first person she wants to tell her good news to.
That she wants to tell everything to.
"Yeah maybe not," she said dreamily before Tina got to her feet.
"I'll leave you to your phone call and I'll talk to you later about songs."
"Okay… and thanks Tina."
"No problem. And thank you for singing with me."
"We're going to kill it."
"Yeah we are," Tina said and walked toward the door but she turned back and looked at Rachel. "Talk to her Rachel," she said one more time and Rachel nodded. She knew Tina was right.
She looked at her phone once more before dialing Quinn's number and when she heard that incredibly sexy voice that was home to her; over the line she knew that they could fix this.
That they would find a way.
Like they always do.
Quinn was moping. She had been moping for an entire week now and Sawyer was sick of it. She came home from her class and saw Quinn with her feet on the coffee table and a pint of ice cream in her lap. There was some stupid show on the television and Sawyer had seen enough. She walked over and kicked Quinn's feet off of the table.
"That's it… I'm done with this," she said and Quinn looked up at her offended that she had kicked her feet down while Sawyer laughed at the ice cream on her face. "Seriously you look like an ass."
"Fuck you Sawyer… I thought you were a dropout get out of my face," Sawyer sneered at her.
"I had a conversation with my father about everything and things are actually good between us now… and you'd know that if you were being a self-centered child right now… moping over a girl who is still very much in love with you. You two would probably be fucking right now if you weren't moping around the house like a loser," with that Quinn started to cry and Sawyer instantly felt bad and slumped to the couch beside her.
"I'm sorry dude… I was trying the tough love route please stop crying," she said and Quinn nodded but didn't stop crying.
"I love her Sawyer," she cried and buried her ice cream covered face into her friends shoulder. Sawyer cringed but hugged her anyway.
"I know you do Quinn… and she loves you too. You guys just need to stop avoiding each other and stop avoiding this conversation that you desperately need to have okay," she felt Quinn nod. "And you need to stop letting the thing that started this all actually happen. You are both so afraid of growing apart that growing apart is exactly what is happened." Quinn nodded again and pulled her face out of Sawyer's shoulder and met her eyes.
"You're right," Quinn said and wiped her nose on her sleeve. Sawyer curled her lip at that.
"Of course I'm right… and that is fucking gross Q," she motioned to the girl's sleeve and Quinn giggled. "Please throw that sweatshirt away and also you owe me a shirt," Quinn was full on laughing now. "But also call Rachel and talk to her… or better yet go fucking see her."
"I am… this weekend."
"Go earlier, go now… fuck school!"
"No that's your deal," this time Sawyer laughed. "What happened with your dad? And I'm sorry for being a shitty friend these past couple of weeks."
"It's cool, you're allowed to have your issues… but as for my dad. He called the night of Puck's party and I ignored the call of course; but he left this really beautiful voice mail and told me that he wanted to see me and Puck because he wanted to apologize. At first I thought it was a game but he continued over three voice mails telling me that I was the most important thing to him and he didn't want his pride to force me out of his life."
"Wow," Quinn breathed out. "So what did you do?"
"I told Puck I was going to see him. I told Puck that he didn't have to come along and that I'd understand if he didn't want to see my father but I needed to… but Puck…" her voice trailed off and had taken on a dreamy tone. "He's you know… Puck."
"He went?" Quinn asked and she nodded with a stupid love-struck grin that Quinn was currently very jealous of. "Of course he went… so what happened?"
"My father said he wants me to be happy with my choices in life and not the ones he chooses for me. He said he would support me financially and emotionally with whatever I choose and that included Puck. His only condition was that I get a college degree and he even said it could be at any college I wanted."
"And you chose Yale?"
"Well yeah… I mean I don't care about college but Yale matters to him, and I've already put two years into this place… and," she saw Quinn's smile perk up. "And I have this amazing friend here that I'm actually looking forward to graduating with."
"Aw, you do like me."
"A little." She shrugged. "I suppose."
"And Puck? I mean how does your dad feel about him now?"
"He likes him much better now that he actually knows him but I don't think he'll ever like the Mohawk."
"Who does?" Quinn asked with a curled lip.
"I do," Sawyer said with a low growl in her throat and that made Quinn's lip curl even further.
"Ugh gross… moving on," Quinn said quickly and Sawyer laughed.
"Well anyway he actually listened to us perform and he was quite impressed with both my voice and Puck's and after that we got along fine. Well as fine as my dad gets along with anyone.
"So you're taking the classes you want now?" Sawyer nodded with a stupid grin. "And you're majoring in what?
"Science."
"Science really?" Quinn was surprised. "I thought it would be something more artistic."
"Yeah well I like science… and I already know how to sing and cook and take pictures so-"
"I knew it," Quinn cut her off.
"Knew what?"
"That you're a secret nerd."
"Fuck you Q!"
"No thanks, I like Rachel better," Quinn repeated what she had said to Sawyer one other time and they both smiled at that. Quinn could tell that Sawyer was waiting for her to say more so she continued. "Maybe I will cut my Friday classes and go see her Thursday night instead."
"There's my little rebel," Sawyer taunted and Quinn blushed. "But go wash up because you look homeless," Quinn laughed at that and got to her feet. Her phone rang on the table and she picked it up smiling at the name.
"It's Rachel," she said with glee and Sawyer's smile widened.
"Of course it is," she said but Quinn was already walking toward her room with a stupid grin on her face.
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Quinn closed the door behind her and hit the answer button.
"Hello."
"Hey baby," Rachel greeted and just like that Quinn felt some of the dread leave her. "I just got the best news and there was no one else I wanted to talk to about it."
"Well there is always no one else I want to talk to ever," Quinn said and Rachel felt butterflies at that. "But what's your news?"
"I just got a call from James and he got me an audition for an off Broadway production of The Glass Menagerie."
"Oh my god!" Quinn squealed into the phone.
"I know."
"When's the audition?"
"Tomorrow," she said and Quinn could hear her moving around.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm opening my laptop… he said he would email me the monologue they want me to read tomorrow with the male lead," she heard Quinn exhale and excited breath and that made her feel so much better. "If I email it to you would you read lines with me?" The smile that spread across Quinn's face at that question was nothing short of incredible.
But Rachel didn't see it and she started to take Quinn's silence the wrong way.
"I-I mean if you're not busy with your own work that is."
"No Rach, I'm not busy… I'm never too busy for you," Rachel's smile was equally spectacular. "I guess; I was just… happy. It's starting to feel like things are back to normal between us."
"I know and I want them to be… I want to make it all up to you this weekend when you visit. Will you let me?"
"Yeah," Quinn said stupidly. "We can talk all about it."
"I love you," Rachel said and Quinn bit her lip at the sound of those words.
"I love you too," Quinn said with a grin. "Email it to me and I'll get my computer."
"Okay."
As Quinn turned on her computer and spent the remainder of the night helping her girl read lines; she knew that they weren't magically okay.
But this was a perfect first step.
When Rachel showed up at her audition the next day she saw a face from her past. A face she hoped she'd never see again.
But there he was standing before her with his stupid hair and his stupid smirk.
And worst of all he was- apparently- the male lead.
"Rachel Berry," the director called and she smiled at him and nodded. "This is Jesse St. James… and he'll be playing the role of Tom." She sucked in her breath and nodded. At that Jesse's stupid smirk turned into a full blown smile. He walked closer to her.
"Hello Rachel… you look as gorgeous as ever," she rolled her eyes.
"Good to see you Jesse."
"Wait you two know each other?" The director asked and they both nodded.
"We were show choir rivals and we dated."
"We never dated… it was an act Jesse, just like the act you were putting on," his smirk was back and she just wanted to knock him the fuck out.
She wanted to walk out of the audition.
She wanted to call Quinn.
But she didn't do any of those things; instead she took a deep breath and looked at the director. This was her first big break and she would be dammed if she was going to let Jesse St. James ruin it for her.
"Jesse and I have a bit of a tumultuous past but I assure you Mr. Clark that it will not have any adverse effects on my performance. I am a consummate professional."
"Well that is good to know," he said with a nod. "And are you prepared for the scene?"
"Yes sir."
"Well then, let's see what you've got Rachel Berry," she smiled at those words and took her mark. She pushed away all of her thoughts and worries about Quinn and about how she wanted to punch the arrogance out of Jesse and she transformed into the character before their eyes and she blew that fucking audition out of the water.
And she was so happy about that but…
She knew working with Jesse would create more problems with Quinn.
And the last thing they needed was more problems but her first priority would be to tell Quinn and assure her that Jesse has never and would never mean anything to her.
She was pulling out her phone as she left the theater when she felt a hand on her arm. She turned and glared at Jesse.
"Don't touch me," she pulled out of his grasp.
"Look Rachel can we talk?"
"No… we'll work together but we're not friends and we won't be," she pulled away from his grasp, stepped out of the theater, and sent Quinn a text as she walked toward the subway.
From Rachel: Hey baby listen I have some really good news to tell you and some not so great news to tell you but I don't want to do it over the phone.
The reply was immediate.
From Quinn: Should I be worried about this not so great news?
From Rachel: It's nothing to worry about but it puts a damper on the good news a bit. Please don't worry.
From Quinn: Okay and I can't wait to find out tomorrow when I get there.
From Rachel: Is it tomorrow yet? I miss you so much Quinn and I just… we really need to talk and soon.
From Quinn: I know and we will I promise. I have class now though. I'll call you later.
From Rachel: Okay I love you.
From Quinn: Love you too.
And as Rachel put her phone away she already felt better about the Jesse situation. Now she just needed to feel better about the Quinn and Rachel situation.
When she got home she slumped to the couch and was flipping through the channels. She settled on one but before she could even start watching the show she fell asleep. It had been a stressful two weeks and she was just so tired of all the worrying; as soon as her body relaxed she passed out.
She woke up later to an incessant banging on the door. Her eyes popped open and she looked around the darkened apartment. She didn't know how long she had been asleep. She picked her phone up off the table to see the time. She had been asleep for four hours. She also missed two calls and a text from Quinn.
She opened the text.
From Quinn: I love you xx
Rachel smiled at the text and was about to call Quinn when the loud banging on the door began again. She got to her feet, stretched, and shuffled over to the door and opened it.
She curled her lip at the sight of Jesse St. James standing before her.
"Ugh what do you want?" He laughed at that and pushed past her into the house. "Did I say you could come in?" He laughed again.
"Look Rachel," he turned and faced her as she shut the door and leaned against it. "I know that you and I have a rough past but for the sake of the project I was hoping to bury the hatchet once and for all."
"Okay?" She said it as a question because she was waiting for the but. When it was clear there wouldn't be one, she spoke again. "But?"
"No but… I just… I know I'm an arrogant pig-"
"Well at least you know," she cut him off and he chuckled.
"And I was hoping that you could get past what happened and just see me as another colleague?"
"I can… if you can."
"I can… I think you are the perfect person for this role and I would like nothing more than to just work together without all of our past baggage."
"Are you serious?" She wondered because she could hardly trust Jesse.
"Very," he stuffed his hands in his pockets and she had never seen him look so humbled before and she just believed him.
She could always see the good in people and Jesse St. James had never looked truer in the entire time she has known him.
"Okay," she agreed. "Let me go make some coffee to wake up and then we can discuss work," he nodded wearing his stupid half smile. "Would you like some?" She asked and he nodded.
After making the coffee she joined him on the couch and they were talking. Once they started to discuss the show and Broadway they both lost track of the time.
And Rachel didn't even realize that she had forgotten about her phone which was buzzing quietly on the breakfast bar in her kitchen; unnoticed by both of them.
About another hour later there was another knock on the door and this time when she opened it she saw Quinn standing before her with a relieved expression on her face, which quickly changed to hurt, and then when Jesse got to his feet; and Quinn saw him the look changed to devastated all in a matter of seconds.
Quinn felt like she just got punched in the stomach.
"Quinn," Rachel said happily surprised to see her a day early and then she saw Quinn turning away from her." Quinn," she called again… this time there was desperation lacing her tone. She knew Quinn had gotten the wrong idea so she chased after her and caught her before she hit the button for the elevator. "Quinn… I swear it wasn't how it looked," she saw tears falling down that perfect face.
"Oh really? Because it looked like you were ignoring my calls and text for hours because you were getting cozy with Jesse," Rachel chuckled and that was the wrong thing to do because Quinn's expression changed to angry. Rachel instantly remembered how afraid she once was of scary Quinn.
And also turned on.
But that wasn't important right now.
"Quinn… I wasn't, I mean I laughed because that is just the most ridiculous idea ever."
"Really? Is it really Rachel because from where I stand you were putting these ideas into my head for the past three weeks or so now about how we won't make it and then we have barely talked for the last two of those weeks and then I come here early to surprise you so that we can fix this but instead I find you with Jesse St. Asshole after ignoring me for hours," she had been getting increasingly more angry as the words left her mouth.
"No Quinn… I didn't… it's all just a misunderstanding and I," she reached for her and Quinn pulled her arm away angrily. She hit the elevator button.
"I wasn't ignoring you on purpose I fell asleep and when I woke up I saw the missed calls and text and I love you too Quinn," she saw a small smile appear on Quinn's face before Quinn pushed it away again. "And then there was banging on the door and it was Jesse."
"What the fuck is he even doing here Rachel?"
"Well that's the news I had," Quinn arched her eyebrow. "He's… in the show I auditioned for," with that Quinn threw her hands in the air just as the elevator dinged and the doors opened.
"Fuck off!" Quinn yelled and got onto the elevator; Rachel followed. "Just fucking leave me alone Rachel!" She screamed and saw that Rachel was shaking her head no. She was holding the doors open.
"No… Quinn I won't ever leave you alone."
"You had no fucking problem leaving me alone for the past four hours and the past two weeks." Quinn tried to get off the elevator but Rachel blocked her way. The constant dinging of the doors trying to close was annoying Quinn even more. "Get out of the way!" Quinn screamed.
"No!" Rachel screamed back. "We need to talk about this."
"Fuck you," she shoved Rachel into the elevator and got off herself. Just as the doors closed Rachel heard Quinn say. "Talk to St. Assclown he's fucking waiting for you." And then the doors closed. Quinn headed for the stairs and Rachel hit the lobby button.
If she knew Quinn the way she knew Quinn the girl was either taking the stairs or she was going back to her apartment to kill Jesse; Rachel took her chances.
When Quinn got to the bottom of the stairs she saw Rachel waiting and she rolled her eyes and started to walk back up them.
"Just fucking leave me alone Rachel!" She screamed and Rachel took two steps at a time until she had caught up with Quinn; on the landing in the stairwell between the second and third floors. She grasped Quinn by the wrist and spun her around.
"You're going to listen to me and then you can do whatever you want but you promised me once that you would always hear me out and you're going to hear what I have to say!" Quinn was so angry at Rachel but she was even more turned on by her current show of aggressiveness.
And she was mad at herself for that.
She loved forceful Rachel.
And this was no fucking exception.
Rachel shoved her until her back was against the wall and the hand railing was digging into her back.
"Now if I let you go will you stay put," she said and Quinn nodded. She could still see the fire in her eyes but she let her go. When it was clear Quinn wasn't going to run off again; she started to explain herself.
"James called and told me about an off Broadway audition for The Glass Menagerie and that he thought I would be perfect for the role of Laura… off Broadway Quinn!" She could see Quinn's pride in her shining through her anger but only briefly. Quinn nodded once and then flexed her jaw. It was so fucking hot that it took everything in Rachel to not rub up against Quinn until she got off.
Instead she swallowed hard and continued talking.
"Jesse was there… he had already been cast in the role of Tom," a tear escaped Quinn's eye and Rachel wanted so much to kiss it away but she knew she put it there.
She put it there by not telling Quinn about the audition.
She put it there by not telling Quinn about Jesse.
And she put it there by planting the doubt in Quinn's mind in the first place.
She just wanted… no needed to take it away.
So that is what she did.
"I swear on everything I love Quinn that I didn't know until I walked in to audition about Jesse, and I was tempted to walk back out but it's off Broadway Quinn and I just… I couldn't so I remained professional and I won the role," she saw Quinn's eyebrows lift in surprise and again with pride. "He came over here to ask if we can put the past behind us and I think he's sincere," Quinn scoffed at that. "But either way… I didn't ignore you on purpose. My phone was away from me and it was on vibrate… I'm so sorry Quinn. I'm sorry for making you think that I… I-I'm sorry for all of it; for Jesse, for the distance between us and I don't mean the miles this time," Quinn's resolve broke at that and she started to cry… like really cry. "And I'm mostly sorry for letting my doubts and fears hurt us like this," Quinn nodded and Rachel cupped her cheek.
She then gasped when Quinn shoved here away roughly.
"Why did you do this Rachel? Why do you constantly doubt us… and me?"
"Because," she said and Quinn was shaking her head wildly.
"No Rachel because isn't fucking answer… answer me."
"Because I still don't understand why you love me?" Quinn's mouth dropped open at those words. "I still don't understand what you see in me okay? I know you love me and I don't doubt that for a second you constantly prove that to me… but there is a part of me… still after all this time, there is a part of me that is just waiting for you to wake up and realize that you can do so much better," tears were now falling from Rachel's eyes as well, and Quinn finally closed her mouth.
She looked at Rachel and didn't see the strong and confidant- arrogant- girl that she has been dating for almost five years; instead she saw the girl that was constantly showered with slushies freshman year and that made her heart break into a million pieces.
This was the look that Quinn put there.
This was the damage she had done because of her own fears and it was still just as awful as it always had been.
Some wounds never heal.
"Rachel," Quinn's broken voice said and Rachel wide eyes met Quinn's.
Gone from her voice was the anger. Gone was the jealousy and in its place stood Quinn Fabray; the girl that loves her more than anyone.
"Rachel," she stepped away from the wall and got closer to her. "Don't you know that there is no better," she reached for Rachel's hand and Rachel gave it willingly. "There is no one better."
"Yeah but Quinn-"
"No listen… please." Rachel nodded. "I thank god for you everyday Rachel… I do. I thank god that you forgave me for all the awful things I said and did-"
"Quinn," Rachel whined. She hated that Quinn still beat herself up over that stuff.
"No Rachel… I need to say this and you need to hear it. I'm not shutting up this time," Rachel blinked a few times but then she nodded. "I thank god that you let me into your life. I thank god that you forgave me when I got pregnant. I thank god that you held me when my parents threw me out, that you took me in, that you loved me anyway." She felt Rachel's hands snake around her waist and she didn't know when they had gotten so close but here they were. "I thank god every day that you forgave me again when you found out about Puck, I thank god that you stood by my when I gave up my baby, that you loved Beth like she's your own, that you stood by me every step of the way after my accident. And I thank god that you Rachel Berry gave me my freedom to pursue my dreams all the while still loving me. I thank god for you Rachel… every fucking day and I will never stop. You are everything in this world that matters to me… there is no better… there is no one or nothing better in this world for me, it wasn't a choice. You aren't a choice." Rachel was full on crying now.
"Okay," Rachel coughed because her throat had become so dry as Quinn shared her amazing words. "But you need to know that I'm just as grateful for you Quinn."
"For what?" Quinn cried. "I was awful and-"
"Stop it and listen to me," Quinn stopped and waited. "I'm grateful that you fought everything you were raised to believe was wrong just to love me, I'm grateful that you let me hold you when you got pregnant and thrown out, I'm grateful that you let me hold your hand through Beth's birth, that you gave me the chance to not only know her but to love her. I'm grateful that you let me stand by your side after your accident considering I was the one texting you," she saw Quinn shake her head and started to talk again before another discussion altogether started. "And I'm grateful that you let me love you Quinn. I'm so grateful that you let me be the one that gets to be on your arm."
"Don't you see Rachel," Quinn wiped Rachel's tears away and looked deep into those brown eyes. "I didn't let you do any of that. You are the only person that I could and would ever love… there was no letting… you are and were everything I have ever wanted… and all I could ever need."
"I want to transfer to New Haven."
"I want to transfer to Columbia," they both said at the same time. Then they both gasped at each other's confessions, and got lost into each other's eyes.
"What?" They both asked at the same time and then giggled. Quinn couldn't take it anymore and she cupped the back of Rachel's head and their lips collided together in a heated kiss. Quinn's tongue slid along Rachel's and she felt Rachel moan into her mouth.
As the kiss got progressively hotter, more passionate, and their hands started to roam; they both felt all the anger and doubt and fear leave them and it was pretty fucking incredible.
"Quinn we-" Rachel started to say but then she felt Quinn's lips on her neck. And Quinn's tongue gliding over her heated skin and she forgot her words.
"We need your bed before I take you against this wall," Quinn said against her skin and then bit down.
"Yes… yes… m-my um…bed," she hummed. It took all the will she had but she peeled her body off of Quinn's and met those eyes.
"Talking can wait," she husked at the sight of lust in those eyes. "But it will happen this time," She continued and Quinn nodded.
"Rachel… your bed… now," she demanded and then Rachel was pulling her up the stairs and into the elevator. Rachel knew they needed to talk and she knew Quinn knew they needed to talk but right now they needed to connect on a different level.
Once the doors of the elevator closed Quinn pushed Rachel into the wall and bit down on her neck.
"Fuck," Rachel husked as then Quinn's hand was cupping her heated sex through her jeans and she bucked into it. Quinn was furiously rubbing her as they kissed and when the elevator dinged on her floor she pushed Quinn out of the elevator and into the wall across from it. She pulled back from Quinn but only far enough to look at her.
"Quinn?"
"Mm," Quinn's lips were back on her neck.
"I hate to do this right now… but um," Quinn's lips left her neck and her eyes were boring into her. "H-He um… I think he's still in…" she trailed off and pointed to her apartment door. Quinn growled and grasped her hand. As Quinn dragged her to the apartment Rachel felt her arousal thrumming through her over being pulled along by her sometimes very dominant girlfriend.
When the door swung open Quinn's fiery eyes landed on a stunned Jesse who had been sitting on the couch. He quickly got to his feet.
"Leave!" She yelled and he looked at her.
"O-Okay," he stammered and looked over at Rachel. "I- I guess I'll see-"
"Talk to her later… leave now," Quinn demanded with a growl and Rachel soaked through her panties. Jesse scrambled out of the apartment and Quinn slammed the door behind him. Rachel looked scared for a minute that the anger was back.
"Quinn," she said calmly but then Quinn had her pressed against the door and was kissing the hell out of her and just like that her worries were gone.
Quinn's hands fumbled with her jeans as she opened them and Rachel moaned into her mouth.
"Quinn I… uh oh fuck… I missed this mouth," she said when Quinn's mouth attached to her neck again. "B-But I… we need to go to my room," Quinn's hand was now in her panties and gliding through her soaked folds. She was like a woman possessed and Rachel fucking loved it. "Santana and Bri- oh fuck… they'll be home soon and-"
"Don't care," Quinn said she pulled Rachel's shirt up and her bra down with her free hand. Rachel pulled her shirt the rest of the way off while Quinn palmed her right breast and pushed two fingers deep into her.
"Oh my fucking god," Rachel shouted and Quinn started to pound into her.
"You're mine Rachel… I'm never letting you go," Quinn groaned and pinched her nipple. "So don't ever fucking doubt us… ever again."
"I-I… oh my… oh yes Quinn… I won't, i-if you won't… yeah fuck- fuck me," she stammered as Quinn's palm hit her clit with every thrust. Quinn pressed her lips to Rachel's and delved her tongue inside. She twirled her tongue over Rachel's teeth and the roof of her mouth thoroughly claiming her; all the while pounding her fingers deeper and harder. She could tell that Rachel was close by the way her walls were choking her fingers. She pushed in deep, pressed her thumb against Rachel's clit, and pinched her nipple all at the same time and then watched as Rachel fell over the edge. She held her body up and watched as Rachel was wracked with an incredible orgasm at her hands and that left her feeling proud and smug all at the same time.
Once Rachel was able to stand on her own again Quinn pulled her fingers out and held them against Rachel's lips.
"Lick," she demanded and Rachel complied. She watched as Rachel licked her own desire off of her fingers and that turned her on even more. She crashed their lips together, tasting Rachel too, and then lifted her into her arms.
Rachel wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist and circled her arms around her neck. Quinn pulled out of the kiss so she could see where she was going as she carried Rachel to her room.
"I'm just as in love with you today Quinn, as I was the very first time I saw you," she saw Quinn's dopey smile overtake the lust filled expression she had just been wearing. "And I'm sorry for any doubts I had and put into your head." Quinn nodded.
"It's over now Rachel… just please never doubt us again."
"I won't," she promised and Quinn could tell by the look in her eyes that she meant it… and that she wouldn't. Quinn dropped Rachel onto the bed and then hovered over her.
"Do you want to talk now?"
"I want to talk… but not now."
"What do you want then?" Quinn asked with a knowing smirk.
"I want you… naked and on my face," Rachel said with a lip bite. "And then I want to make love from now until the end of time. Quinn giggled.
"Oh is that all," she teased and she started to pull her clothes off as Rachel pulled the rest of hers off. Once they were naked Quinn straddled her waist again. "So what was it you wanted again?" Rachel knew she was teasing and just wanted to hear her say it again.
And after what she had just put them through she was happy to oblige.
"I want you… on my face," she said while cupping Quinn's ass. She saw lust, passion, and desire burn in those hazel eyes.
But mostly she saw love.
And as Quinn crawled over her and stopped with one leg on each side of her head she looked up at that angelic face and licked her lips. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," she breathed out and saw Quinn's face flush… in fact her whole body flushed and that to Rachel was the sexiest thing ever. She brought her arms around and over Quinn's ass again, and then pushed her down onto her awaiting tongue.
"Oh god yes baby," Quinn yelled when she felt that tongue fill her up. "Oh fuck I missed you Rachel," she moaned while riding that tongue. She looked down and locked her eyes on those incredible brown eyes as Rachel brought her to one orgasm after another after another until she literally couldn't hold herself up anymore and collapsed beside her.
And then they did make love all night long.
In the morning they talked for hours. They even made breakfast and ate it in bed while they talked. They discussed each of their fears of the past and for the future and promised to never let distance come between them again… other than the 83.3 miles of distance that they were already dealing with.
They promised to never stop talking again; not matter how hard the conversation might be and then they made love again.
They were currently cuddled side by side and both finally felt content.
"Would you have really transferred for me?" Quinn asked and Rachel nodded.
"Yes Quinn."
"But there is only one Broadway, Rachel."
"And there is also only one Quinn Fabray," Quinn smiled and blushed at that. "There is nothing in the world that is more important to me than you and if I had to I would give it all up for you."
"Me too," Quinn admitted. "I mean I was already looking into transferring to Columbia," Rachel gasped.
"You were?"
"Yeah I was… if it came down to a choice between Yale and you… Rachel, I choose you every time no question."
"Me too," Rachel admitted. "Broadway is here but I could wait two years for it if I meant not losing you."
"I'd never ask you to choose though."
"Neither would I… Yale is important to you babe and I'm sorry if I made you think you needed to choose because you don't… I'm always going to be yours."
"I'm always going to be yours too Rachel, there is nothing better than you," she placed a sweet kiss to those incredible lips. "So I guess we're going through with two more years of this torture," Rachel laughed at that.
"Yeah we are… but it's not all torture babe," Rachel teased. "I mean we get to have hot desperate sex because we don't get to see each other as often as we'd like."
"That is true but the torture of waiting for it in the meantime does suck."
"Yeah it does," Rachel agreed.
"And speaking of torture I need to find Jesse and show him some of Quinn Fabray's brand of torture."
"Ugh can you not talk about him right now?" Rachel asked with her lip curled and Quinn let out a laugh. Rachel loved that sound.
"Have I ever told you that I love you?"
"Several times," Rachel bit her lip. "But I'll never get tired of hearing it."
"Mm," Quinn kissed her lips. "I love you," she hummed and moved to her neck. "I love you," kiss. "I love you," kiss. Rachel pulled her by the hair off of her neck so she could see her eyes.
"I love you," Rachel responded with pure emotion and Quinn moaned.
"You're right… I'll never get tired of hearing it either."
"Make love to me Quinn."
"I'll never get tired of hearing that either," she breathed out.
And then she did.
A while later they were still in bed.
"So tell me about this role," Quinn said to Rachel who was lying on her chest. "And if Jesse has to kiss you, at all… I think I might murder him," Rachel giggled. "That's not funny Rachel I would not do well in prison."
"No that's not why I'm laughing Quinn," she pushed herself up so that she was eye level with Quinn. "Jesse's character is my character's brother so… no, there will be no kissing."
"Oh thank god," Quinn let out a relieved sigh and in that moment Rachel realized just how stupid she was to ever let any doubts come between them.
"Want to go again?" Rachel waggled her eyebrows.
"Stupid question baby," she managed to say before Rachel's lips were on hers.
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It was afternoon by the time Rachel and Quinn finally left the bed and they were both limping as they walked into the living room to see Santana and Brittany cuddling on the couch.
"Well it's about fucking time!" Santana yelled at the sight of them. "You were so loud I was thinking about going next door just to escaped the horrid sounds." Quinn glared and Rachel sat down. "Oh and Berry," she tossed something at Rachel. "Here is your shirt." Rachel caught it with a smirk. Santana noted the eye sex she and Quinn were now having, and she smiled that they had fixed their problems.
Only briefly though.
"Nice to see you two got over your shit… now I don't have to see the midget moping around every fucking day." Quinn sat next to her and Brittany; Santana cringed away from her. "Ew, get away Q…. you needs to shower after what I fucking heard all night and day… gross," Quinn laughed as she got to her feet again. "Wash your ass Q," she yelled as Quinn grasped Rachel's hand and dragged her toward the bathroom.
"Can I wash your ass baby?" Rachel asked her innocently; and then chuckled at her nodding girlfriend.
"TOO MUCH FUCKING INFORMATION ASSHOLES!" Santana yelled as they disappeared into the bathroom.
"Come on San… you're just as happy as they are that things are good again," Brittany told her.
"Maybe, but they don't fucking need to know that."
"You're so invisible Santana."
"You mean transparent."
"Aren't they the same thing?"
"Not exactly but," Santana smiled lovingly. "They're close enough." Brittany smiled back. She knew she wasn't book smart but she loved that Santana never once treated her as if she was dumb; which was why she fell insanely in love with her in the first place. She flipped over and straddled Santana's hips.
"You want to give them a run for their money?" Brittany asked and started to kiss Santana's neck. Santana arched her neck to the side in response.
Can't beat 'em… join 'em.
Later that night, Rachel told everyone she was treating them to a nice dinner and that included Sawyer and Puck who were in New York for the weekend- for a show that Noah Loca was playing.
When everyone was seated Rachel got to her feet and looked at them all.
"I have something to tell you… some really great news that I wanted share with all of my favorite people."
"Oh fucking hell Q… you better not have proposed. I told you to fix your shit not do something stupid… something that Finn Hudson would do." Santana was on her feet.
"Shut it Santana," Quinn yelled. "I didn't propose… yet," she added and saw Rachel's smile widen and everyone awed. "Now sit your ass down and let Rachel talk."
"Thanks baby," Rachel said and leaned over to kiss her. Quinn tangled her fingers through Rachel's hair and deepened it.
"Fucking hell… looks like sappy and sappier are back," Santana grumbled.
"Right," Sawyer grumbled and then she and Santana smiled at each other while Quinn and Rachel glared at them both.
"Anyway," Rachel got everyone's attention again. "I just got a role in an off Broadway production of The Glass Menagerie," she announced and everyone cheered and hugged her.
"That's so great Rachel," Tina said knowing she had the audition but hadn't heard how it went and was pleased it went well.
"Thank you all… and it would mean the world to me if you would all attend the show."
"We wouldn't miss it bro," Puck said and saw his girlfriend eyeing him. She was the only one who knew his secret love for Broadway and musicals.
"I have news too," Mike said quietly and Rachel looked at him. "And I'm not trying to rain on your parade," she giggled at his choice of words. "It's just that I found out today."
"No Mike by all means… this is a celebration after all," he got to his feet and stood by Rachel.
"Only Tina knows, I haven't even told my parents yet because they're on vacation right now and I can't get a hold of them but..." he trailed off and took a deep breath. "I've been cast as a dancer in Julliard's spring production of Stephen Sondheim's A Little Night Music," he said and Rachel squealed so loud that some of the restaurants patrons looked at her but she didn't even look ashamed. She pulled Mike into a tight hug.
After everyone congratulated them both again; Quinn ordered some champagne; once it arrived and everyone had a glass. She got to her feet.
"Here is to Brittany," she said and looked over at the girl. "This is a celebration after all and it's not every day you are given the chance to choreograph a show," she held up her glass and saw both Brittany and Santana smiling and raising their glasses as well. "And to Mike… we all knew you were going to rock it someday with those feet of yours," he winked at her and raised his glass and Tina followed suit. "And to my amazing girlfriend Rachel… I am so beyond proud of you baby," Rachel smiled and blushed. "Here is to your first step," Rachel raised her glass and everyone else did as well.
"And here's to Quinn," Santana cut in and they were all waiting for a snarky remark so they were all shocked with what she actually said. "Who seems to have an amazing gift when it comes to words," she winked at her best friend and everyone cheered and then drank.
"She's right you know," Rachel whispered into Quinn's ear as they waited for dinner to arrive. "You are so good with words," Quinn shifted in her seat because Rachel's husky voice was making her uncomfortably wet. "In fact your whole mouth is a gift," Quinn chuckled because she knew Rachel would get inappropriate. "And I want it all over me."
"It will be," Quinn husked right back. "It always will be," she winked and Rachel fought the urge to drag her to the restroom. But she managed to restrain herself.
After their amazing dinner they went to watch Puck and Sawyer perform, and as Rachel danced with her girl, and sang along she knew they would be just fine. And for the life of her she couldn't remember what she was so worried about to begin with.
Quinn and Rachel left the show earlier than everyone else so that they could have some alone time before Brittany, Santana, Puck, and Sawyer returned. After taking showers and cuddling into bed they laid there- both on their sides- staring at each other for quite some time.
"I'm sorry Quinn," Rachel finally said.
"Rachel," Quinn whined. "We talked about this… we're fine now."
"I know we are and I know we talked about it but… but I just… but," she stopped because she couldn't find the words.
"Just say it babe… it's just me."
"I'm so sorry that I doubted you. I mean I didn't really doubt you but I'm sorry for letting my stupid worrying almost tear us apart."
"That wasn't all you though." Quinn cupped her cheek. "Yeah your worrying started it all but it got bad when we stopped talking. We need to promise to never do that again."
"I promise," Rachel blurted out and Quinn laughed.
"I promise too," they kissed and Rachel tried to deepen it but Quinn pulled back and Rachel whined. "But seriously Rachel; everything went from wrong to right as soon as we talked it out. Trust has never been an issue for us… I mean after that first time it hasn't," and Rachel nodded. "The only problems we've ever had are when we don't tell each other what's going on in each other's heads if doubt or stress creeps in."
"You're right."
"I know."
"Arrogant," Rachel teased.
"Confidant," Quinn teased right back. "My amazing, beautiful, sexy, talented, and extremely arrogant girlfriend taught me that," Rachel laughed at that and pulled Quinn into a kiss and when she tried to deepen it Quinn pulled away again; and again she whined.
"Quinn come on… I miss those lips," Quinn laughed and pushed her onto her back and then hovered over her.
"How much do you want it Rachel?"
"How long have you known me Quinn?" She answered her question with a question and Quinn giggled. Quinn leaned down, pushed Rachel's tank top up, and kissed her stomach. Rachel arched into her touch letting out a quiet moan.
"Quinn," she whined when Quinn pulled her lips away.
"What? I thought you wanted my mouth on you," she husked and then kissed her pelvic bone as she tugged Rachel's sleep shorts down.
"Oh I do… I just don't want you to stop," she moaned and lifted her ass so Quinn could pull her shorts and panties off. Quinn tossed them aside and spread Rachel's legs.
"Well you're in luck then, because I plan on putting my mouth all over you," she licked a trail up Rachel's inner thigh stopping right before she reached where Rachel wanted her the most and then she looked at her frustrated girlfriend and withheld a giggle. "And I don't plan on stopping all night."
"Oh Quinn!" She shouted when that tongue flicked over her clit and then grumbled again when Quinn lifted her head and looked at her. "I thought you weren't stopping?" She nearly growled.
"Oh I'm just getting warmed up… but I like the way you shout my name so um… yeah keep doing that."
"Oh I will," Rachel said and pushed her head closer to her heated center. "I assure you of that babe, as long as you um… keep doing that."
And Quinn did.
In turn Rachel shouted her name over and over and over again.
And as they made love well into the night everything had in fact gone from wrong to right.
A/N 2: The title of the song comes from the song Love at First Sight by Kylie Minogue.
Sorry for making you all worry last chapter. Lack of communication is the root of all evil. Hope you enjoyed this one. It was one of my favorites.