A/N: Warning: Phone sex

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, anything mentioned, any songs, quotes, or books used.

Chapter 30: When I See You Smile

"Taking no chances means wasting your dreams."

-Ellen Hopkins; Crank

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Quinn was rushing home from classes because she already had a ton of studying to do. Sometimes being a double major was like the worst thing ever.

She was only a couple of weeks into the school year and she was already overwhelmed but she knew she could handle it; she had always been able to handle school rather well. She also couldn't wait for the week to be over because when it was she would get to see her baby.

And as if she knew she was on Quinn's mind; her phone rang and Quinn smiled at the sight of Rachel's picture on her screen. She answered the call with the stupidest, smitten grin crossing her mouth.

"Hello baby."

"Mm, Quinn have I ever told you that there is nothing sexier than the sound of your heavy breathing. Especially over the phone line?" Quinn laughed at her silly girlfriend. "Wait, why are you breathing so heavily, and it better not be because you are touching yourself without me being involved." Quinn laughed harder.

"First of all, you're always involved in some way when I touch myself, and second of all no I'm not touching myself… yet," she added with desire in her tone.

"Mm, yet huh?"

"Uh huh."

"Okay so then why all the panting?"

"I'm not panting, I'm just breathing."

"You're panting."

"Okay fine… I had to run across campus because I had to talk to a professor about something before he took off for the day and now I'm walking home… briskly because it's cold as hell," she heard Rachel chuckle.

"Well I know that feeling I'm home now but I was just out… I don't like it. It's so early and it's already so cold… I want you here to warm me up."

"I know baby me too," Quinn whined.

"I wasn't trying to make you feel bad; I just miss you… I always do."

"Me too… but change of subject so that we don't get all sad and lonely; what do you say we warm ourselves up by looking at each other naked?" She practically purred the word naked and Rachel laughed.

"Sounds perfect… you home yet?"

"Just about," Quinn walked up to her building. They were chatting happily until Quinn opened the door to her apartment, her eyes widened, and a quiet but disgusted squeal came out of her mouth.

"What?" Rachel wondered. But Quinn couldn't speak all she could do was blink at the sight before her. She saw Sawyer, naked on the couch bouncing up and down on Puck.

"Aw, fuck yeah babe," Puck grunted and that was enough for Quinn. She squealed again, much louder this time causing Puck and Sawyer to both look at her. Quinn covered her face and ran into her room. As she ran past them; Sawyer was also blushing furiously; while Puck just laughed. Once she heard Quinn's door close she glared at him.

"Puck," she swatted his arm but he continued to laugh.

"What? It was funny."

"That was definitely not funny," she said in shock but the smile was creeping over her face as he continued to smirk. There was something so fucking adorable about his smirk and she found it irresistible.

"It was a little funny babe," she tried to remain embarrassed but Puck was still deep inside of her and she bit her lip when he thrust his hips up causing a moan to tumble from her lips.

"Oh fuck," her eyes rolled back. "Take me… to… not here," she struggled with the words as he continued to thrust into her. "Babe please," she begged and he nodded before claiming her lips in a kiss. He struggled a bit but he managed to stand up while remaining buried deep inside of her and she closed her legs around his waist as he carried her to her room.

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Quinn ran across the apartment, into her room shutting the door behind her, and she closed her eyes to get those images out of her head. Meanwhile Rachel was a bit worried because she still hadn't explained.

"What's going on Quinn…are you okay?"

"Physically yes," she finally answered. "But I think my mind and eyes might be scarred for life."

"Why?"

"I just walked in on Sawyer and Puck… and they were… they were…"

"They were what?"

"Fucking," Quinn said and Rachel gasped. "On the couch," this time she heard Rachel giggling. "It was disturbing."

"Oh Quinn don't overreact I mean you've seen… you and Puck had sex so-"

"Really Rach, like I even remember that," she said and Rachel couldn't help but smile smugly over that fact. "But I didn't see him anyway, I saw Sawyer naked… like," she curled her lip. "Like bouncing on him."

"I'm sorry babe I didn't hear anything after you saw Sawyer naked," she could tell Rachel was jealous and even after all this time she still kind of liked it.

"Come on Rachel really," Quinn moved away from the door and fell onto her bed. "She does nothing for me."

"She better not," Rachel said. "So do you um… still want to…"

"Sorry baby but not really… seeing what I just saw kind of turned me off." Rachel laughed. "It's not funny."

"It's kind of funny," she could practically hear Quinn pouting. "Like don't ever tell Santana that seeing hetero sex is an instant turn off for you because she would parade it in front of you at all times so that you'd keep your hands off of me around her," Quinn thought about that and knew she was right.

"I know right and she'd make all kinds of comments about how gay I am that even the sight of penis turns me off."

"You are pretty gay Quinn," Rachel teased.

"Oh like you're any less gay," she responded and Rachel couldn't say anything because Quinn was right… boy parts are kind of gross.

"And it's not so much hetero sex I think it's just the Puck factor."

"Have I ever told you how much I love you Quinn?" Rachel asked with adoration.

"A few times," silence hung between them for a moment. "So have you decided what you want to do first on your list of new things to try?"

"I was thinking photography," Rachel said honestly. "I mean I know you're kind of wonderful at it but I want to try my hand at it as well."

"Yeah and you were the one who took those amazing pictures of me and Beth that I love so much," Rachel beamed into the phone. "So are you going to just shoot New York or what?"

"I don't know I was thinking about it but I also want to try out stuff with lights and shadows… Cassie said I could use the studio and that room has amazing lighting that I think would be a great photography project for me."

"Have I ever told you how much I love you Rachel?"

"Once or twice," Rachel said with a giggle.

"So what do you say we have a movie date," Quinn suggested at the same time a knock was heard on her door.

"Sounds great babe," Rachel got to her feet. "There is someone knocking at my door."

"Oh… don't forget your bat."

"Fuck you Quinn."

"You will at the end of the week… and often."

"Mm, sounds wonderful but I want to get some too."

"You will… often," Quinn said and Rachel chuckled as she peeked through the peephole.

"It's Brody."

"Tell him I said hi," Quinn said as Rachel opened the door.

"Hey Brody I-" her words were caught in her throat as she saw his tear streaked face.

"Hey Rach, can I come in?" He asked but was already inside and walking toward the couch. She watched as he slumped onto it and leaned his elbows on his knees holding his head in his hand.

"Hey babe, he seems upset about something… can I call you later?"

"You better, and I expect some loving," she said purring again and Rachel nodded even though she knew Quinn couldn't see her.

"It's a date and good luck with Sawyer and Puck."

"I'm not going out there," Quinn said and the way she sounded, was so adorable. "But you take care of your friend and I'll study until you're mine again."

"I'm always yours."

"Good answer," Quinn blew a kiss into the phone before ending the call. Rachel stared at her phone for a second before she took a deep breath and walked over to the couch. She sat beside Brody and patted his arm.

"What's going on?"

"She broke up with me… Jill," he said after a sob and Rachel nodded because she knew what he meant. "Why am I so unlovable?" He looked up at her and the look on his face melted her heart.

"You're not… sweetie you're perfect and it's their loss," she reassured and then he fell into her arms crying again. She held him and let him cry it out. When he had shed all the tears he sat back against the couch and wiped his face.

"God I'm such a girl sometimes… I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize I like girls," she said and he laughed at that and met her eyes. "But seriously I love it when guys… men aren't afraid to show their feelings, and show their pain so please Brody don't apologize for being hurt or for turning to me… it's what friends are for."

"I'm through with dating," he said with an exaggerated huff.

"I think that maybe that might be a good idea," when his eyes landed on her again she shrugged. "At least for a little while… take some time to yourself and let your heart heal before you start dating some new random girl and until then you have me to talk to… I miss Quinn like all the time."

"Yeah I know," he said with a chuckle. "You tell me all the time." With that she swatted his arm. "But you're right."

"Naturally," she said arrogantly and it got him to laugh again. "But seriously, this is what we're going to do… you're going to tell me all about what happened while we eat ice cream, and don't worry we have the real stuff too," he smirked. "And then we're going to cuddle and watch chick movies until you feel better," he smiled and nodded and she got up. "Oh but keep your hands to yourself or Quinn will rip them off."

"I know," he said with a laugh.

"No but she really will."

"I know," he repeated and this time there was no laugh and a tiny bit of fear in his eyes. "Trust me Rachel… I know, my hands and every inch of me will remain a perfect gentleman if for nothing more than because I'd be afraid for my life," this time she laughed and headed to the kitchen. "But hey Rach," she looked back. "Bu even without the fear of death or dismemberment at the hands of Quinn I'd still remain a perfect gentleman because I respect you," she smiled and nodded.

"I'll be right back and then we can get our cuddle on." As she walked into the kitchen she sent a quick text to Quinn.

From Rachel: Jill broke up with him and he's pretty upset. We're going to eat ice cream, watch girly movies and cuddle. But don't worry I already reminded him that all of this, is all of yours.

Quinn laughed when she read the text and then sent one of her own.

From Quinn: Good and I'm glad you warned him but baby I trust you so you didn't have to… but I'm glad you did.

From Rachel: Of course I did. We're still on for sexy times later right? ;)

From Quinn: We are. But did I read that right? You said you're watching girly movies with him right?

From Rachel: I did.

From Quinn: Are you sure he's not gay?

Rachel laughed when she read that.

From Rachel: Quinn you know he's not gay he ogles us all the time. And that is a really nasty stereotype I can't-

Before she could finish typing; another text came through that had her giggling.

From Quinn: Relax baby I was only joking you can calm down your rant.

Oh, how Quinn knew her so well.

She erased the second half of the text and Quinn laughed when she received it.

From Rachel: Quinn you know he's not gay he ogles us all the time.

From Quinn: Just because you erased your rant doesn't mean I was wrong. Enjoy your movie with Brody and tell him I'm sorry about Jill and also to keep his hands to himself or I'll rip them off.

Again Rachel laughed.

From Rachel: I love you.

From Quinn: Good thing or all this love I have for you would be a waste. Talk to you (naked) soon.

Rachel tucked her phone away with another laugh and pulled out the ice cream and joined Brody so he could vent about his break up and hopefully start to feel better.

Quinn decided to be brave, and face the possible visual violation she might encounter and she left her bedroom. She was peeking around the edge of her door and she breathed a sigh of relief when Sawyer was sitting on the couch, fully dressed with Puck nowhere in sight.

"Oh thank god," she said with a sigh and walked toward Sawyer who was giggling but also blushing profusely.

"Oh whatever Q… because meeting Rachel for the first time after walking in to see your face buried between her legs was fun for me," Quinn blushed bright but nodded as she took a seat on the couch next to Sawyer.

"I guess you're right."

"You bet your ass I'm right… and I'm actually surprised that this hasn't happened sooner," she said and Quinn thought about how true that actually was. They had effectively managed to live together for three years without seeing the other one in a compromising position- with the exception of the first time she met Rachel- and considering how much she and Rachel liked it against doors was really surprising.

"Yeah, but this wouldn't have happened at all; if you didn't get your shit together and managed to not fail out of school, your father would be so proud."

"Fuck you." Quinn laughed. "And it's your own fault anyway. You tutored md all summer," Quinn nodded and then got serious.

"All kidding aside, how are you with the…" she trailed off because she knew Sawyer's panic attacks were something that she was quite ashamed of; even though all summer she watched her work through them. It amazed her how she didn't know all the time that Sawyer kept it hidden.

Either she was really good at controlling them before and lost control once Quinn knew; or she was really good at controlling them and knew she was safe with Quinn and didn't have to hide it anymore.

Quinn didn't know.

And she didn't care.

So long as Sawyer was comfortable with her and getting through her issues with relative ease.

"You can say it Quinn… it's not a dirty word."

"Well see that is where my fucked up childhood comes in to play," Sawyer arched her eyebrow. "The way I was raised was to believe that you hid anything wrong about yourself to keep up appearances. You hid it whenever you were hurt, or angry, or sad. The Fabray's didn't show emotions because emotions were weak." At some point during Quinn's rant Sawyer had curled her lip. Quinn shrugged when she noticed it. "It's something I'm working on… I've gotten lots better."

"So that is why you run when things get tough," Quinn nodded once. "Dude your family is all kinds of fucked up and that's coming from a girl with serious daddy issues."

"Birds of a feather right?" Quinn asked and saw her friend nod and chuckle. "And yeah it was bad… but things are good now. My dad is in jail and he will be for quite a bit longer after his outburst in court. And my mom is really wonderful once she stopped fearing my dad too."

"Yeah your mom is awesome… and my dad is nowhere near the piece of shit your dad is," Quinn looked down. "I'm sorry I-" she reached for Quinn's hand and Quinn looked up at her again.

"It's fine Sawyer, he is a piece of shit and from the few times I met your dad I know he is nothing like mine."

"Yeah my dad is a bit of a tyrant, well he was, he's better now… but deep down in his heart, he is a really good man." Quinn smiled sadly and Sawyer knew she was making her feel bad that she got dealt a shit hand in the daddy department so she changed the subject.

"But anyway back to me," that got Quinn to laugh and she felt good about that. "You can say it Quinn… I'm not afraid of it anymore."

"Are the panic attacks getting better?"

"They are," she admitted. "I think a good part of me handling this better came from the sense of relief I now have."

"Relief?"

"Yeah I mean," she fiddled her hands nervously and this time it was Quinn's turn to reach out to her friend. "Once you found out… it was like a huge weight was lifted. Just knowing that if need be I could fall apart around you made it easier to handle stress. It's amazing what happens when you realize you have nothing to hide anymore… it's then that you're free. You know?"

"Yeah," Quinn said honestly, because she did know. "When I was ready to come out as gay it was like the biggest relief ever. Rachel wasn't ready and it caused a little bit of trouble for us but I wasn't going to rush her. Just knowing I was okay with… just knowing that if someone found out my secret it wasn't the end of the world because I honestly didn't care. I wanted people to know."

"So you do get it then?"

"Yeah it's like the moment you stop letting your secret suffocate you is when you realize that it doesn't have to be a secret at all."

"Exactly," Sawyer said with a heavy sigh because Quinn did get it. "Once you found out I felt like I didn't need to hide it anymore which made my stress levels go down which in turn made the panic attacks happen less frequently."

"Well I'm glad I could help."

"You did so much for me Quinn," she said truthfully. "Between holding me that day that I fell apart to tutoring me so that I didn't have a reason to fall apart; I went home to my parents and told them everything. I told them about the attacks… I told Puck too."

"Good."

"It's just so much easier to deal with now that I know it doesn't make me weak and that I don't have to be tough all the damn time."

"Are you saying I'm your hero," Quinn teased.

"And then you fucking ruined it." They both laughed at that. "So Puck went out to get some food, we're going to have dinner and a movie… would you like to join us?"

"That depends… are you two going to behave?"

"No," Sawyer admitted and saw Quinn's lip curl again. "I was just kidding we will be perfectly appropriate."

"Well in that case I'd love to… I'm just going to jump in the shower first."

"Why did you get all dirty with Rachel?" She purred the word dirty and Quinn again curled her lip.

"No that's later," she teased right back and turned on her heel toward the bathroom.

Rachel was lying in her bed waiting for Quinn to call. She had spent most of the evening hanging out with Brody and she was pretty sure that by the time he went home he was feeling better.

He looked better.

He was even talking about finding another girl which she promptly talked him out of… again.

She was lost in her own thoughts when her ringing phone brought her around; especially when she saw it was Quinn's name lighting up the screen. A naughty smile overtook her face as she answered it.

"Hello Quinn."

"What are you wearing?" Quinn's voice was husky and Rachel was instantly turned on. Rachel looked down at what she was wearing and decided it would be more fun to be honest.

"I'm wearing boy shorts, my Yale sweatshirt, and…" she heard Quinn's breathing quicken as the images ran through her mind, and she withheld a moan at the sound. "And that's pretty much it."

"No bra?"

"Nope," Rachel popped the P.

"Take it off," Quinn demanded and Rachel's boy shorts became wetter. She loved demanding Quinn; but that didn't mean she still couldn't tease.

She loved teasing Quinn.

"Take what off baby," she hummed and Quinn growled causing her arousal to spike again.

"All of it Rachel."

"Okay," she said and Quinn could hear the shuffling as she did what she was told. She wasn't always so demanding but she really did get off on it sometimes especially because Rachel was always so willing to play any role in the bedroom. She heard Rachel's heavy sigh into the phone before she heard her speak, and there was something incredibly hot about Rachel Berry breathing like that.

She was instantly wet.

"All done babe… I'm naked and dripping for you," Rachel purred. "What do you want me to do now?"

"Fuck," Quinn moaned; her hand was in her panties and was already rubbing circles on her clit. Rachel could tell. She bit back to moan it caused.

"What are you doing Quinn?"

"I'm touching myself," she answered honestly and started to rub even more furiously.

"What are you doing? Use your words Quinn."

"I'm using two fingers to rub circles on my clit… just wishing… just aching for it to be your fingers. I need you Rachel."

"What do you need?"

"Your fingers deep inside me while that," she panted. "While that gift of a mouth is licking and sucking on my nipple."

"Oh god Quinn," Rachel moaned and was now touching herself. The power play was gone and instead they were just feeling each other.

Well feeling themselves but pretending it was each other.

"Rachel… fuck me please," Quinn begged.

"Do it… put your fingers inside, pretend it's me," Rachel husked. "Go slow, the way I would I like to-"

"Be the biggest fucking tease ever," Quinn cut her off and Rachel chuckled.

"Yeah… but I also like to feel you tighten around my fingers. Go slow Quinn, pretend those fingers are mine."

"Oh fuck yeah Rachel," she breathed out as she pushed her fingers slowly into herself.

"You like that Quinn, you like my fingers inside you?" She heard Quinn moan. "Because I love it babe, I love how you feel. I love how wet you always are for me-"

"Oh fuck Rachel more," Quinn begged again and Rachel wasn't sure if she wanted more words or if she was waiting for instructions. So Rachel did both.

"Go faster baby; fuck yourself hard and deep like I do." She heard Quinn moaning and panting and knew she was following instructions. "I love being so deep inside of you Quinn… you always feel so good. I feel you clinch around my fingers and it drives me crazy. I mean just hearing you do it to yourself is getting me so fucking wet babe."

"Oh god yeah Rachel don't ever stop talking," Quinn was close Rachel could tell.

"I want to do more than fuck you though. I want to lick up every last drop you have to offer and then do it again and again. I want to eat you out all day and night long Quinn."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Quinn was shouting and Rachel knew she was coming.

"That's it baby… come for me… drench those fingers Quinn," and that was all it took for Quinn to fall off the edge.

"OH fuck me Rachel! OH fuck, I love you," Quinn's back arched, her toes curled, and she did in fact drench her hand. Rachel followed shortly after because she had also been fucking herself the whole time.

All that was heard for quite a while was the sound of them both panting as they came back to Earth.

"Wow," Quinn said with a breathless whimper.

"Uh huh," came Rachel's equally drained voice.

"That was…" Quinn trailed off because words were hard when she was still twitching through aftershocks, while Rachel merely nodded.

"That was…" Quinn tried again after a few moments of nothing but breathing filling the silence.

"Yeah it was," Rachel finished. They didn't need to say the words for either of them to know what was meant. "I love you too Quinn," Rachel finished and Quinn smiled like a dope into the phone.

"So that um… that didn't turn out the way I had intended," Quinn said with an embarrassed giggle.

"Yeah," Rachel agreed. "I mean, not that I'm complaining because that was one hell of an orgasm but that ended very differently than how it began," she smiled when Quinn giggled again. "What happened?"

"I don't know really… I just, I heard the rustling as you got naked and all I could think about was watching you doing that and then I touched myself and as soon as I started to do that I was a goner and then your words… your fucking words Rachel," Quinn knew that the laughing she heard from Rachel was because she was rambling but she didn't care. "You always say I'm good with words but you sweetie are a master at dirty talk."

"So are you love," Rachel assured her.

"Am I?"

"Um… yeah," she answered with a well duh tone and Quinn giggled again.

"Want to test that theory?" Quinn nearly growled.

"Are you suggesting we go again?" Rachel teased but she already felt turned on again.

"Yes but this time… I want to see it," Quinn told her. "Get your computer because I want to see you fuck yourself this time."

"Only if you promise to do it too?"

"Rachel I started touching myself at the thought of you naked what do you think is going to happen if I'm watching it?"

"Good point," Rachel reached for her laptop and was happy it was within reaching distance because she was sure her legs wouldn't hold her up right now. "You ready?"

"So ready babe," Quinn replied.

And several hours, and several rounds later both girls fell asleep as they whispered words of love over the phone.

It was perfect.

Well as perfect as it could get with them still being 83.3 miles apart.

The next day Rachel found herself standing in the dance room of her former nemesis but now favorite teacher at NYADA. Last year when Rachel quit as Cassie's T.A. Cassie suggested trying her hand at photography maybe using the dance room's incredible lighting and Rachel decided to take her advice. She had even borrowed Quinn's camera for the occasion.

Quinn agreed of course on the condition that she would get to keep any of the pictures that she was sure she'd fall in love with.

And also because she was completely whipped.

And Rachel agreed because… well she was also pretty whipped herself. It was kind of a wonderful feeling to know that by just a small gesture, or an easy compromise she could make the person she loved more than anything; immensely happy.

And if that meant she was whipped then she was completely fine with it.

And she knew that Quinn felt the same way about it.

Her phone buzzed and she didn't even have to look at it to know who it was from. Quinn knew she was going to be doing this today and Quinn may have even been a bit more excited about it than she was.

She opened her phone and beamed.

From Quinn: I'm so proud of you Rachel. The fact that you're willing to step out of your comfort zone with the pure purpose to do nothing but learn something new is so amazing. And also highly arousing. Is it Friday yet?

Rachel giggled, she loved making Quinn proud. She also loved turning her on; their activities the night before was a case in point. She tapped out a quick reply.

From Rachel: Thank you baby and I love you so much. I am scared about trying these new things but it's also exiting. I can't wait to do new things with you.

From Quinn: I can't wait to do you ;) Did I mention I'm hot for you? Also did I mention that I can't wait until Friday?

From Rachel: You may have. I can't wait either.

From Rachel: Oh and I'm hot for you too. Like… always.

From Quinn: Haha, okay babe I'll let you get to it. You're going to be brilliant at it; you are with everything else you do… especially me ;)

From Quinn: Sorry I've had a lot of caffeine today. Call me when you're done.

From Rachel: Don't ever apologize for hitting on me; and will do. I love you baby.

From Quinn: Love you more.

From Rachel: Impossible.

From Quinn: We'll argue about this later; have fun xx

From Rachel: xx

After sending that last text she tucked her phone into her pocket and pulled out Quinn's camera. They had spent a few hours one day this summer practicing how to work it; which led to some naughty and slightly incriminating photos; which then led to Quinn fucking her from behind against the door with the strap on.

So needless to say she had good memories of this camera.

Oh and those photos.

She was going to have to dig them out of her closet and use them as a prop for her phone call with Quinn tonight. She shook her mind of the dirty thoughts and turned the camera on. She studied the room.

Cassie was right this room was perfect for shadow and light photography and she hoped to get some shots she knew Quinn would like so she could give them to her.

Rachel had taken a few hundred shots; and thanked Barbra that the memory card was large because she was having so much fun she didn't want to stop; however a few moments later she did stop.

And she stopped because Cassie slammed into the room without even noticing Rachel. She stormed over to her desk and pulled out a large bottle of alcohol and started to drink from it. Rachel who had turned and watched her do this gasped when she saw that bottle.

Having heard the gasp, Cassie lowered the bottle and met Rachel's startled eyes.

"Oh fucking hell… this is just perfect. What the hell are you doing here Rachel? I thought you quit on me?" She nearly shouted and glared at Rachel who was walking closer to her.

"You told me to keep the key so that I could use the studio," she held up Quinn's camera. "I took your suggestion." She watched as realization settled on Cassie's face as she remembered. "Are-Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just got this," she grumbled as she shoved a battered envelope into Rachel's hand and took another swig from her bottle. Rachel carefully pulled the contents of the envelope out and instantly knew why Cassie was upset.

It was an invitation to Shelby's wedding.

Rachel had talked with Shelby over the phone during the summer when Shelby asked if early December was too soon for her and Quinn to be bridesmaids and of course she and Quinn both agreed. She had yet to see the invitations though.

Though she did go dress shopping with her mother the other day and she hadn't mentioned that she would be inviting Cassie. But why would she? It's not like she knew Cassie was still very much hung up on her.

But she did understand Cassie's pain.

"I'm sorry Cassie I really-"

"Why didn't you fucking warn me Rachel?"

"I-I didn't know."

"Bullshit… I call bullshit; you didn't know your mother was getting married."

"No, I mean yes… I knew she was getting married but I didn't know she was going to invite you," again she watched as realization washed over her face. "I mean you didn't tell her you were still into her when-"

"No… I was going to that day after we got drunk and made out like teenagers," Rachel curled her lip at the memory. "But then she told me she was hung up on a guy and she was sorry for leading me on… I told her it was cool. I mean what was I supposed to do? Tell her I've loved her since college. Fucking fuck! I hate this fucking shit!"

"You could always regretfully decline," Rachel tried. "I mean I know mom wouldn't be upset if you said you had something to do," Cassie's shoulders slumped and Rachel could tell she was contemplating it.

"I can't… I need to fucking get over this woman," Cassie grumbled again. "Maybe if I go I can finally get some closure," Rachel nodded but didn't say anything. "Come on Rachel let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"I need a drink," she said and Rachel smirked because she had a drink in her hand. Cassie saw her eyes move over the bottle and she held it up. "I mean… yeah I shouldn't be drinking here, I could lose my job," Rachel's eyebrows arched in a way that said you think? But she said nothing. "So let's go find a bar open this early… and I'll buy you a drink."

"Well I can't," Rachel said.

"What do you mean you can't… if it's school, skipping one class won't kill you."

"No it's not that… I'm free but I um, I didn't bring my fake ID with me… I'd have to go home first."

"Fake?" Cassie wondered with shock and Rachel nodded. "You're in your final fucking year of college and you're not twenty one… what are you some kind of genius?"

"Ha… well yeah," Rachel said arrogantly and Cassie shook her head no. "Well no not exactly… I turn twenty one in December but I did start school earlier than most kids."

"How? Like I thought there were rules against it."

"I don't know… think my dads pulled some strings, I'm really not sure but I'm always the youngest and… wait that is not the point."

"No it's not," Cassie smirked and waited for her to actually make her point.

"I'll stop by my apartment and grab the fake ID and then I'll meet you wherever you want."

"Nah it's cool kid… I'll be fine by myself."

"No, you most certainly will not. No one should be alone when they're upset, let me just get my ID and-"

"I got a better idea," Cassie said and walked toward the door. Rachel quickly packed her things as Cassie continued. "We'll hit up a liquor store and walk around the park with our alcohol hid discreetly in paper bags," Rachel laughed as she joined her. She thought Cassie was joking but she seemed pretty serious. "What it works for the homeless people?" She said pushing Rachel out of the door.

Rachel tapped out a quick text to Quinn.

From Rachel: I'm about to do some public drinking with Cassie. I'll explain later but if I get arrested please pay whoever you need to pay so this doesn't affect my future Broadway career.

Quinn laughed that Rachel was still more concerned with her career than actually going to jail. She loved her so much.

From Quinn: I will do whatever it takes. Just be safe and explain to me later why in the hell you're drinking with your teacher. And if she so much as looks at you funny I will break her face.

From Rachel: Fuck Quinn, I love it when you get jealous. It's so hot, I want you… like right this second.

From Quinn: Me too… but be patient my love, you'll see me soon enough.

From Rachel: And I'm going to touch you so much… I love you xx

From Quinn: Can't wait for that then, and I love you too.

Rachel slumped to the couch after a long day of classes. It was finally Friday and she was finally going to get to see Quinn in a little while. She was so tired and just wanted to sleep. She went home and heard through the door that Santana and Brittany were doing something against the wall and she didn't even bother to see in which state of undress they were in; she just went next door.

No one was home so she took out the key that Kurt had given her back when Santana and Brittany were having their week long fuck fest. She was sitting there with her head back against their couch resting. She was waiting for Quinn to call when she was close so she could pick her up at the train station; when Mike entered the house. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Hey Rach," he greeted. "Let me guess Santana and Brittany are celebrating something." She nodded and he joined her on the couch. She instantly cuddled into his side. He smiled, and draped his arm across her shoulder. "So you really miss Quinn then?"

"Yeah how'd you know?" She met his eyes.

"It's cool Rach, but you always getting particularly cuddly when you're missing her," she tried to push off of him but he held firm. "I said it was cool," she smiled and relaxed again.

"Thank Mike… so how are you?"

"I'm good, my professor at Julliard said he wants me to start auditioning for stuff outside of school so maybe I might just be joining you on Broadway one day Miss Rachel Berry."

"Ooh I'd love that Mike," she met his eyes again. "Which reminds me… this year as you know I am trying to do new things to discover what else- besides music- interests me."

"Oh yeah Tina told me you took a cooking class with her."

"Did she like it?"

"Yeah she said it's nice knowing how to cook more than just Asian food… even if it was a vegan cooking class."

"Hey she agreed it would be fine because it was easier for her to add meat to any recipes that we learned than it would be for me to substitute if it was a regular cooking class."

"No I know, she wasn't complaining she actually said it was really fun hanging out with you."

"Yeah it was a blast," Rachel agreed. "Which brings me back to my original point… I want to try new things this year but I want each and every one of my friends to do something new with me."

"And what do you want me to do?"

"Well I was discussing this with Brittany and she runs a hip hop dance class at her job so I was wondering if you'd like to join us," she watched his eyes light up. "It'll be just like the old days a Mike and Brittany dance break with a little bit of Rachel Berry thrown in there."

"That sounds awesome, I'm in. When are we doing this?"

"It'll have to be in Brittany's free time but I'm sure we'll figure it out," he nodded.

"Yeah we will… this sounds like so much fun Rachel thanks for including me," he said sincerely and her eyes met his.

"Of course Mike… there is no one better to learn from than you and Brittany," he beamed at that because the one thing he loved as much as dancing and- of course- Tina; was teaching others how to dance.

Their quiet conversation was interrupted by a loud squeal as Kurt came running into the house followed closely by Blaine and Tina.

"Oh my God!" He shouted. "You guys will never guess what just happened to me!" Both Rachel and Mike had gotten to their feet at his words and were waiting with bated breath. Kurt was catching his breath before sharing the good news with his friends; but Rachel was just as impatient as ever.

"What is it Kurt?"

"I was just cast in an off Broadway… I mean very off Broadway but still production of Rent," he eyes locked on Rachel's as he finished and then he was tackled by her and she was squealing with excitement.

"Oh Barbra, Kurt this is so exciting! I am so proud of you!" She finally released her hold on him and then Mike hugged him as well.

"Congrats bro," Mike said and Kurt smiled into his shoulder.

"Thanks." When Mike released him Kurt let out his own squeal. "Oh… oh I gotta call my dad," he took three steps before turning to his room. "But get ready to party tonight guys because the first round is on me at Callbacks," he said before turning into his room dialing his father's number.

"Were you both with him when he got the call?" Rachel wondered.

"No I was," Tina admitted. "We were getting coffee and waiting for Blaine when he got it… he screamed so loud it was wonderful."

"That's so great. I am so happy for him." A knock was heard on the door as Rachel spoke and Blaine went to answer it. Her eyes widened and another squeal fell out of her mouth when she saw Quinn standing there. "Quinn!" She shouted and nearly flew into her arms; almost tackling her as well." She kissed Quinn all over her face and stopped at her lips.

"Hi baby," Quinn managed to say in between assaulting kisses.

"I thought I was picking you up?"

"I wanted to surprise you."

"You did," Rachel said before claiming Quinn's lips in another heated kiss. As Quinn's tongue pushed deep into her mouth she knew she needed to get to a bed as soon as fucking possible. She reluctantly pulled away from Quinn's lips and spoke to the others; but she didn't take her eyes off of Quinn.

"We'll um… see you guys later to celebrate, but right now we're…" she trailed off as she pushed Quinn out into the hallway and closed the door behind her. Her lips were on Quinn's again as soon as it was shut and she was backing Quinn into the wall next to her own apartment door.

"What," kiss. "What um… fuck Rach," Quinn moaned when she felt Rachel's tongue glide along her own. Her back hit the wall with a thud and Rachel's fingers were tangled in her hair as Rachel sucked on her tongue. Her hands slid down and over that magnificent ass. This time when Rachel pulled off her lips and started to kiss and suck her neck she finally could speak. "What are we celebrating?"

"Kurt being awesome," she said and went back to sucking.

"More please," Quinn husked and Rachel pulled off her neck. She opened the door and pulled Quinn into the house. She was very glad that Santana and Brittany were now in their bedroom moaning like crazy. She pushed Quinn into her bedroom and onto her bed.

"Rachel what-"

"You said you wanted more," Quinn smiled at that.

"Oh I do… but I meant I wanted more information about Kurt."

"Oh… Oh right Kurt… sorry sometimes I can't concentrate when your incredible skin is in my mouth."

"Mm," Quinn hummed and suddenly she didn't care about Kurt's news… she'd find out later when they celebrated right now all she cared about was the sexy girl that was straddling her and writhing with need. She quickly flipped them over and Rachel's back hit the mattress with a dull thud.

"Yeah baby… I need you," she moaned as Quinn yanked her pants and panties off. Quinn watched as Rachel opened her legs wide. As Quinn lowered her face between those endless legs she smirked. She was about to do some celebrating of her own.

"You're about to get me," she promised. Rachel smiled and it took Quinn's breath away. "Baby when I see you smile," she said with a heavy sigh. "It just makes me complete." She watched as Rachel's already beaming smile widened.

"When I see you smile I feel the same way… now be a good girl and…" she pushed Quinn's head down until she was within inches of that dripping sex, she looked deep into those dark hazel eyes, and she smirked. "…eat me out and you'll see nothing but smiles all night long," Quinn let out a humorless chuckle at how fucking cute Rachel Berry was. As she was about to dip her tongue inside she heard Rachel again.

"You'll also see nothing but rainbows and stars when I return the favor," and not that she needed it because she loved licking Rachel like it was her job… but the thought of Rachel's tongue buried deep inside her was all the incentive she needed.

"Oh fuck…." Rachel moaned at the feeling of Quinn's tongue. She let her head fall back and she held on for the ride.

And it was true both girls saw nothing but smiles the whole night as they celebrated Kurt.

And then again, when they were tangled together celebrating each other all night long.

A/N 2: The title of the chapter comes from the song When I See You Smile by Bad English.

Up next: Quinn and Rachel's anniversary always means fun times. Shelby's bachelorette party; and her wedding. Also Quinn gets some good news and an offer she can't refuse.