A/N: Hello, sorry that the chapter is a day late… sometimes life gets in the way. I hope you enjoy this chapter; there are only three more chapters and the epilogue left of this story.

Warning: Mild Sexy times

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

Chapter 39: It Just Takes Some Time

"In the space between yes and no, there's a lifetime. It's the difference between the path you walk and the one you leave behind; it's the gap between who you thought you could be and who you really are; it's the legroom for the lies you'll tell yourself in the future."

-Jodi Picoult; Change of Heart

/

Rachel could've hugged Tina.

Not that that was anything new. Tina had always been one of her biggest fans and she had definitely always been one of Tina's as well. But this time Tina had managed to get her an audition on her show. Rachel was humbled but willingly accepted the offer. She didn't know what it was as of yet and she didn't even care; all she cared about was this was a chance.

Off-Broadway.

But still a chance, and she would gladly take it and hope for the best. It had been a few months since she and Quinn almost fell apart and things were slowly but surely getting better. They re-learned to always talk things out and never let things get out of control again. Quinn's film was almost done filming and Rachel couldn't wait for it to be over.

And not because she resented Quinn anymore but because she was excited for the film to be released and for Quinn's star to rise. She let go of the resentment once she was providing a paycheck to their household and she might have sent Santana flowers for her effort in getting her a job.

Santana called her out on it being lame but she didn't care; and she knew deep down Santana was thankful for it. Rachel had been slowly realizing that if her dreams were going to come true it was going to be with some help from her friends.

She was grateful to Santana for getting her a day job while she continued to pursue Broadway. She was grateful to Tina for suggesting her name when her director was looking for someone new after a girl had to drop out; and she was thankful for Quinn.

She was always so thankful for Quinn.

But especially now; she made sure she showed Quinn each and every day how thankful she was to have her in her life and she was confident that Quinn knew it.

And- of course- Quinn knew it.

"Tina… I can't thank you enough for this," Rachel said as she paced back and forth backstage while waiting for her cue. She had gotten there and found out that she was not only auditioning for a role she was auditioning for a leading role.

"No problem Rachel… but please stop pacing you're making me nervous," Rachel shook her head and stopped.

"Sorry," her nerves were still battering her stomach so instead of pacing again she started wringing her hands nervously. Tina noticed this and stepped closer, she covered Rachel's hands with her own.

"You've got this Rachel… you are born to play a role like this one, like any of them actually… and on any stage," Rachel smiled warmly. Tina was always so confident in her; especially when she, herself wasn't.

"Thanks Tina and I know… I just- I guess I'm just nervous because over the last few months I have blown role after role and I'm afraid that if I blow anymore of them people are going to stop giving me chances, and my agents are never going to find me another audition."

"I understand that Rachel, I really do… but I know you. It just takes some time to get back to who you're meant to be," Rachel nodded. "You just need to put all the fear and doubt out of your head and focus on the role. Become this character Rachel and there will be no other choice but for them to pick you," again Rachel smiled warmly.

"Thanks Tina… you're always so wonderful to me."

"You always are to me too Rachel, now please channel that diva that we all know and love and go out there and take this fucking role."

"Yes ma'am," Rachel arched her eyebrow with a smirk on her lips. It wasn't very often that Tina would cuss so it was always kind of funny when she did.

"Rachel Berry," the director called and she took a deep breath, and met Tina's eyes again. Tina reached for her hand and squeezed it.

"Own it," she said; Rachel nodded and turned away. When she was about to reach the curtain she felt her phone buzz. She opened it quickly and saw a text from Quinn.

From Quinn: Break a leg xoxo

Rachel smiled and typed a quick reply before she tucked her phone away and walked out to center stage. Tina watched from behind the curtain and what she saw had a smile spreading across her face.

There in front of her was the same Rachel Berry that once annoyed the hell out of her back in high school.

And she had never been more grateful to see it.

Quinn was sitting in her chair on set. They were on a break while they set up for the next scene. Eric was sitting next to her with Kim on his lap. She smiled at them and their adorableness; it was cute that they finally got their shit together. It once annoyed the hell out of her; how obviously oblivious they were about each other. But sitting next to them watching them nuzzling each other made her heart swell at the stupid romanticism of the moment.

Which of course made her think of Rachel.

She looked at her watch and knew Rachel was about to start her audition. She typed her a text and hoped she wasn't too late. When the girl replied a few moments later she knew she had made it in time.

From Rachel: Thank you baby and hopefully the next time you see me I will be once again a working actress ;) I love you angel xx.

Quinn smiled at the text and was so happy that Rachel was finally feeling like herself again. She put her phone away and tried to focus on her screenplay instead of worrying about Rachel.

During the last few months Quinn had started to write a screenplay for a television show that she had a dream about one night. When she told Rachel about it; the girl squealed and said she should write it because she would definitely watch that.

So she did.

And that is how she spent the time in between her breaks on set; instead of pacing and blowing up Rachel's phone with questions of how the audition went.

And that was what she was doing a few hours later when Rachel showed up on set with a big smile.

/

"Hey baby," Rachel said as she bounced over to where Quinn was sitting. Quinn looked up from her laptop when she heard Rachel's voice. A smile over took her face when Rachel leaned over her chair and kissed her soundly.

"Hey," Quinn said as Rachel pulled away from the kiss. "You're in a good mood," Rachel nodded. "Is it… did you get it?" Quinn asked excitedly and Rachel shook her head.

"I-I don't know yet, but it went really well. I nailed it Quinn… but they said they had a full day of auditions so I won't know until the end of the week."

"Oh." Quinn didn't know what else to say; she was thrilled that Rachel was happy but she didn't want to get too excited about the role in case she didn't get it; so instead she smiled. But that was short lived because Rachel's mouth was on hers and was again kissing the hell out of her.

"Mm," Quinn moaned when Rachel moved her lips from her own and across her jaw.

"I want you Quinn… right now," Rachel growled and Quinn felt her arousal spread throughout her body.

"God Rach," Quinn cupped the back of the girl's head and brought their lips back together. Just as she started to deepen the kiss Kim's voice resounded in her head.

"QUINN!" And just like that Quinn wanted to kill her friend. She pulled off of Rachel's lips and glared over at the girl while Rachel chuckled. Kim was also laughing at Quinn's frustration; when she looked back at Rachel she saw disappointment and frustration looking back at her.

"I'm sorry babe… it's I-" Rachel shushed her by placing a finger over those amazing lips.

"Don't be sorry Quinn, it's fine… I mean, it's not fine but I get it," Quinn smiled and Rachel moved back so that she could get up. She saved the document that she had been working on and then put her laptop into her bag.

"Will you stay and watch?" Quinn asked looking at Rachel's lips.

"Yes," Rachel said with a nod and then felt Quinn's lips press into hers and she was so grateful that they were finally back where they belong with each other.

"QUINN!" Kim screamed again and this time Rachel felt Quinn groan into her mouth in frustration and it turned her on even more than she already was.

"On my next break I am taking you into the makeup trailer and having my way with you," Quinn growled and pressed her lips one more time against Rachel's.

"You won't hear me argue with that," Rachel replied. Quinn winked before turning away and then she squealed when Rachel slapped her ass. "Go get 'em baby." Quinn giggled as she walked toward Kim and Eric. She was so happy that she and Rachel were finally feeling like themselves again and she was so happy to have her girlfriend here supporting her instead of avoiding the situation all together.

She was just so happy.

And she knew Rachel was still frustrated over not succeeding but at least she wasn't holding it and resenting her for it anymore. And every day and night she would reassure her.

It just takes some time.

And each night, Rachel agreed… then they would make love all night long.

Which Quinn loved as well.

Rachel relaxed in the chair Quinn had been sitting and watched her girl work. As each take and each shot happened Rachel found herself becoming more and more turned on. She couldn't wait for Quinn to be done so that she could be dragged- willingly of course- into the trailer for some frustration relief.

She was lost in these naughty thoughts when the gentle buzz of her phone startled her out of fantasy land. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and saw that she had a text from Brody. She smiled at the sight of his name. She hadn't seen him in a while because he had started to date this girl that Santana had gotten into a fight with.

Like an actual fist fight and she thought it would be best if they kept the two of them separated; at least for a little while, and Brody agreed.

But she did miss her friend so she was pleasantly surprised to see that he had texted her. She opened the text and her good mood evaporated.

From Brody: Hey Rach, I could really use a friend right now if you have time. I just caught Vicky in bed with another guy.

Oh Barbra- Rachel thought- When was this guy going to catch a break?

She shot him a text.

From Rachel: Where do you want to meet?

From Brody: My place?

From Rachel: Okay I'll be there soon.

After she sent the text she looked up to see that Quinn was walking over to her with a lustful look in her eyes.

Fucking hell- Rachel thought- It fucking figures.

"Hey baby… are you ready?" Quinn asked in that sexy fucking way that she talks when she is horny and Rachel cursed that bitch Vicky. She frowned and as soon as Quinn saw this she grumbled.

"What?" She whined; which Rachel would've thought her frustration was cute if she didn't feel exactly the same way. Rachel showed her the text from Brody and saw that Quinn was clearly not happy; but also that she understood.

"Well you gotta go."

"I know," Rachel pouted.

"This sucks Rachel," Quinn pouted too. "Next time I see that bitch girlfriend of his I'm knocking her on her ass," Rachel laughed at that, and the fact that she was thinking the same thing a few minutes prior.

"I'll let you."

"And not just because she hurt Brody but also because she took away from my naughty time with my hot as hell girlfriend."

"Oh you're such a sweet talker Quinn," Rachel teased and when she saw Quinn pout she pulled her lip between her teeth. "I'll make it up to you later," she promised and Quinn nodded.

"Sounds like heaven," Quinn circled her arms around Rachel's waist and pulled her flush against herself. When their lips met both girls moaned into the kiss.

It had been so long.

Sure they had been getting closer and closer of the past few months but it had been so long since they felt completely in sync like they did right now; and this time, the rest of the world was getting in the way.

"It's just going to take some time Quinn and then I'm all yours."

"You're already all mine," she said and Rachel swooned.

"So true… but I meant today," Rachel winked and kissed Quinn soundly until both of them were left wanting more. When Rachel pulled back she let out another sigh of frustration. "Great I just got myself all worked up for you again and now I have to leave."

"Yeah… I know," Quinn also blew out a puff of frustration. "Me too… and now I have to be here for another few hours aching for you."

"I have to go make Brody feel better while aching for you… so it's just as bad for me," Rachel told her and Quinn nodded.

"Later…"

"Mm," Rachel moaned at the thought. "All night long Quinn Fabray and if anyone interrupts us I might kill them." Quinn laughed again and pressed another quick kiss to Quinn's cheek. "Break a leg baby."

"Thanks," Quinn told her and as Rachel walked by her she slapped her ass playfull; Rachel turned back and winked at her before walking away.

Fucking hell- Quinn thought- Just got myself worked up again.

"QUINN!" Kim yelled and she rolled her eyes, and forced herself to think of anything she could to get the naughty Rachel thoughts out of her mind before she got back into character.

It was going to be a long day.

Brody had been dating this girl Vicky for about six months. They had met while working on a show together, and they had been going strong. Rachel thought she might have been the one for Brody; they were both so much alike- in a good way- and she was so very happy for her friend. Quinn agreed with Rachel but Santana didn't. From the moment Santana met her she said she got creeper vibes and then warned Brody about it.

He got mad and said that she didn't like any of the girls he dated and the one she picked for him broke his heart; so she didn't know any better either. They got into it and Santana washed her hands of him saying that she was done trying to help his loser ass.

Brody had stormed out and Santana felt bad instantly. They hadn't really spoken since; only being cordial when they were at group events.

But Santana was right and Rachel hoped that if and when she and Brody spoke again the girl wouldn't rub it in; but even though she was worried she had a feeling Santana would rise to the occasion.

Like she always did.

When Rachel arrived at Brody's place she knocked on the door; and when it opened she could see that he was a wreck. He was wearing only a pair of sweatpants and his eyes were red and puffy. She knew he had been crying but she refused to acknowledge that. However; she couldn't resist teasing him a little about the chocolate ice cream that was smudged near his mouth.

"Brody, look at you… you look like a little kid," she reached out and wiped the chocolate off of his mouth and that was it, he lost it. He collapsed into her arms and started to cry. She held him tight- right there in the open doorway of his apartment- until the tears were gone.

When he finally pulled out of her arms he wiped his face; embarrassment was washing over him.

"God I'm such a loser," he turned and walked toward his living room and slumped on the couch. Rachel melted at his vulnerability and closed the door before following him inside.

"You're not a loser Brody," he scoffed; she sat down next to him.

"Then why does every girl I like, hurt me?"

"Because unfortunately a lot of girls are stupid and don't recognize a great man when they have him… and it's also because these girls, all of these girls Brody…they're not the ones for you." She reached over and soothingly rubbed his back. He rubbed his face one more time and blew out a heavy breath of frustration.

"Am I ever going to find her?"

"Yes," Rachel said adamantly and for the first time since their moment in the doorway he met her eyes and she could see the hope that was usually there. He was such a dreamer and sometimes he reminded her so much of herself, it was uncanny. "You will find her when you're not looking for her."

"So I need to stop looking?"

"Yeah I think… I mean don't you think that's a good idea, at least for a little while?" He nodded and she knew that he was hearing her.

"Yeah," he finally said after several moments of thought. "I just… I'm so fucking jealous of what all of my friends have you know?" Rachel nodded because she completely understood. "I mean you and Quinn have the kind of relationship that dreams are made of."

"We're not perfect Brody… we have our rough times too."

"I know," he met her eyes. "Everyone does… but you and Quinn, you guys are the closest thing to a perfect relationship I have ever seen and I'm so fucking jealous," he started to get choked up again and she continued to rub his back. She was trying to not gloat but his words did make a warmth spread throughout her; at the knowledge that she and Quinn's relationship was what other people aspired to have.

And she could only think that she was so lucky to have found Quinn.

"It just takes some time Brody," she finally said after getting her own emotions under control. "I mean Quinn and I have been doing this for a lot of years. At this point we're a well-tuned machine," he smirked. "Or whatever that analogy is," this time he giggled.

"I know what you're saying… but it's not just you guys. I mean Kurt and Blaine, Mike and Tina. Even Puck and Sawyer… they've all got what I want. And Santana and Brittany are just as annoyingly perfect for each other as you and Quinn are," Rachel could only nod because that was true. Santana and Brittany have always been perfect for each other. "And Santana," he ran his fingers through his hair and blew out another puff of air. "How am I ever going to face her again? I basically ruined our friendship for a girl that wanted to fuck my roommate," Rachel's eyebrows rose at that and she cringed internally. She didn't know the other guy was Brody's roommate. "I mean I can't even stay here anymore not with him here," Rachel nodded.

"Well as far as Santana, don't be so sure that it's ruined. She can be a bitch, and she can be so… so, so stubborn but she is also loyal, and caring, and completely protective of the people she considers family. And Brody… she considers you family," he looked up with his eyebrows raised.

"You think?"

"I know," she said and pulled out her phone. "In fact if you're okay with it… I'm going to get her over here so that you two can fix this now," he nodded.

"I'd like that but… do you think Santana would?"

"Of course," Rachel said and then she tapped out a text.

From Rachel: Brody needs you right now; he got his heart broken and he's more concerned about the fact that he lost you because of her. Please come.

Barely a minute later Rachel's phone beeped and she opened it.

From Satan: Be right there. Are you at his place?

Rachel smiled at the text and showed Brody her response before she replied and the smile that overtook his face was enough to tell Rachel that he would be okay; eventually.

/

Santana and Brittany were cuddling on the couch. It was one of those rare days where they both had the day off from work at the same time and they were taking advantage of it the best way possible; by being tangled up in each other.

They were watching a movie and just relishing the feeling of being together when Santana's phone went off and she pulled it out of her pocket. As she read it she felt a rage boiling in the pit of her stomach. Brittany could tell just something bad had happened just by the way Santana's body had tensed up.

"What is it baby?"

"It's Man Candy… that bitch girlfriend of his did something and Rachel said he needs me," Santana was typing out her reply as she spoke and Brittany was worried. She knew that deep down inside Santana loved him like family but she also knew that Santana didn't like it when people misread her tough love for anything else and she just hoped she wasn't going to hold a grudge.

"Are you going to him?" She asked with a bite of her lip.

"Yeah," she replied and they both sat up. "I mean, I should right?"

"Yeah you should… but Santana, he's probably really upset about whatever Vicky did and I just don't want you guys to fight again," Santana melted at those words and met Brittany's eyes.

"I won't hurt him," she promised and saw Brittany's smile widen. "He said things that were not so nice but so didn't I… I always do," Brittany nodded at the sheer truth of that statement. "He's family and he needs me so I'm going to be there."

"I love you San."

"I love you too babe," Santana pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "But since this is our one day off together and I'm going to leave I'd really like it if you came with me."

"But what about Brody? What if he just wants you and Rachel… what if he's embarrassed?"

"You're family too Britt, he may be embarrassed but he should know that we're all here for him… always." Brittany's smile widened even further.

"Okay."

Brody got to his feet when there was a knock heard on the door; Rachel was in the kitchen making coffee. He had since put a shirt on and washed his face. He was already feeling slightly better just having her there; and he loved that he had friends so willing to drop whatever they were doing when he needed them.

That was the greatest feeling in the world.

When he pulled the door open he wasn't exactly surprised to see Santana; he knew she would be there; but he was surprised at how good it felt to see her.

And he was even more surprised when she immediately enveloped him in a tight hug. It was in her arms that he broke down again. Not with tears this time, and not over that bitch Vicky.

"I'm so sorry Santana for what I said I-" he was cut off by her pulling out of the embrace and lifting her hand to shush him.

"There is no need Brody," he smirked at his name coming out of her mouth. She hardly ever used it; and it was nice. "We both said things we didn't mean, it's over… the only thing I need you to know going forward is… that no matter what I say, or how harsh I may say it; I always, always," she stressed the word. "Will always have your best interest at heart," he nodded because deep down… even then he knew that.

"Okay."

"Okay," she repeated and followed him into the apartment with Brittany closing the door behind them. "So tell me what happened and just how many of that bitch's bones I need to break?" Brody laughed and Rachel reentered to room at those words. She saw the smile that Santana was sharing with Brody and she couldn't fight the feeling that it brought to her.

She knew Santana would to the right thing.

She always did.

And she loved her for it.

"Okay," he began and took the coffee cup from Rachel. Santana and Brittany sat in chairs opposite of him and Rachel. He blew out another puff of air; this time it was with much less frustration and much more gratefulness that these girls were here.

His family.

These people that he found because he hit on Rachel that fateful day had become more of a family to him than his own family had ever been.

"So I came home from work today and I saw my roommate and Vicky," he took a deep breath to fight the tears that she didn't deserve anyway. "They were fucking right there," he pointed to his roommate's bedroom. Santana let out a noise that was a cross between a scoff and a growl but she didn't interrupt. "And normally I would've just ignored them I mean he has girls here all the time but then she moaned and I knew… I just fucking knew," he was losing the battle of fighting the tears as they started to stream down his cheek. "I was livid and I nearly kicked the door in and sure enough… there they were."

"What a fucking asshole," Santana shouted.

"Yeah so… they both left with apologies to me but I couldn't hear it. I punched a hole in the wall right there," he pointed to the hole and all three girls looked at it. "And now… like what the fuck do I do now?"

"What do you mean?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah I hope you're done with her ass," Santana said in her bitchy way that sounded sisterly; and he was completely in love with the idea of considering Santana a sister.

"Yeah I am," he ran his fingers through his hair. "But how do I live here now? I mean not only did I lose the girlfriend that I really cared about; I lost my friend, my roommate, and seemingly my apartment… I mean what do I do?" Santana looked at Brittany, and no words needed to be said for the girl to know what she was thinking. And no words needed to be said for Santana to know Brittany's answer; the girl merely nodded and Santana looked back at Brody.

"You'll come stay with us," she said and he lifted his head to meet her eyes.

"You're serious?"

"Yeah," she shrugged. "I mean we have the extra room since Rachel moved out and we could use help with the rent, at least until I get a real job in the music business. It could be for a few weeks, or however long you need Brody."

"Seriously?" He said again, this time looking at Brittany.

"Of course Brody," she told him. "We're family right?" He nodded because they sure were.

"Wow, you guys… I can't thank you enough." He got to his feet and Santana and Brittany followed suit. He hugged them both. "This is exactly what I'll need and I promise it'll only be temporary."

"As long as you need," Brittany reiterated Santana's words and he covered his mouth so that he wouldn't squeal like a girl.

"I promise you have a place so long as you need it Brody," Santana told him. "But I can't promise I won't break that bitch Vicky's face when and if I ever see her again." He laughed and Rachel could hear that it was his real, happy laugh… and not the fake one he put on sometimes to protect himself.

"I'd be okay with that… both things," he told Santana.

"Good," she shoved him lightly. "But go take a shower because you're kind of gross right now," he laughed again. "We're going to get some boxes and supplies; and then we're going to start packing." He nodded and kissed her cheek before he went to get clothes. Rachel laughed at the disgusted look on Santana's face at his actions.

She smiled her friend and how she not only let their stupid petty fight go; she also stepped up in ways that Rachel had never expected her to.

She was so proud.

"Stop looking at me with the crazy eyes Berry and let's go get some boxes to help this bitch move." Rachel laughed and got to her feet.

"Okay Satan," Rachel told her. As they were leaving she sent Quinn a text telling her what happened and where they would be. Once Quinn was done with work she joined them, along with Mike, Tina, Kurt, and Blaine and they all got Brody moved out of his apartment and into Santana and Brittany's in a few trips.

And as Brody watched all of his friends step up and take care of him he was proud. Proud of them, proud of himself; and it was an incredible feeling.

It was amazing.

And it was family.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Sometimes it just takes some time to find the people you are meant to have in your life; but he had them now and he was never letting them go.

The next day Rachel was at work when Quinn came strutting into the coffee shop. There were three people in line ahead of her but she could see Quinn; and she could see the look in her eyes. She knew what Quinn was there for and the thought alone had her thrumming with arousal. She was so turned on that she was struggling with focusing on the task at hand; which in turn caused one of the women to shout at her and she heard Quinn growl.

In fact the entire shop heard Quinn growl.

The woman that yelled at Rachel turned back to look at Quinn and only saw that Quinn was smiling at her. But she was instantly terrified.

Rachel could understand that because the smile Quinn was giving her was her scary Quinn smile. Rachel handed the woman her coffee and the woman scurried off not even chancing another look at Quinn as she left. Rachel withheld her laughter as she helped the next two customers; also not risking looking at Quinn.

Once it was Quinn's turn Rachel couldn't help the smile that came over her face when she saw her girlfriend looking at her in the way that Quinn always looked at her.

"What can I get for you ma'am?"

"You… on break, in that bathroom right there," Quinn pointed to the restroom and Rachel turned back to see Santana glaring at her.

"You guys are fucking gross… go… just go," she said and Rachel hurried to take her apron off. "But you're cleaning it before you're shift is over Berry because there is no fucking way I am," Santana said and Rachel nodded once before taking Quinn's hand.

Before they could even get two steps toward the door. Kurt's excited squeal echoed throughout the entire place.

"Oh my god you guys!" He shouted and they both turned to look at him and so did Santana. "I just got cast in an off Broadway show!"

"Oh my Barbra!" Rachel shouted and ran over to him. Quinn grumbled and looked longingly at the bathroom before she went over to Kurt and Rachel. Her eyes caught Santana's as she passed and she could see that her friend was highly amused by her frustration.

When she got to them; they were squealing like two school girls and Quinn couldn't help but smile at their silliness; and Kurt's happiness.

"Congratulations Kurt," she said pushing her sexual frustration away in favor of supporting Kurt. "What's the role?" He smiled at her and he was brought back to the moment in high school when Quinn reassured him that he could do anything- and play any role- he wanted as long as he became that role. "What?" She wondered a bit self-consciously as he stared at her with a gleam in his eye.

"I'll never forget what you did for me that day in high school Quinn," he said and she was confused at first but his very next line reminded her of what he was talking about. "I was just cast in the role of Stanley in an off Broadway production of Streetcar," he said and Quinn's heart filled with love for the man in front her her.

"Seriously?" She asked and her own excitement was as intense as his. He merely nodded before she tackled him in a hug. "I'm so proud of you Kurt."

"Yeah well I got some really good advice from an amazing friend once," she pulled out of the hug and met his eyes. She was smirking, but he continued anyway. "Yeah she told me that I could play any part I want as long as I wanted enough. So when my agent told me about this role I thought of you and went for it… and when I walked into that audition; I left Kurt Hummel at the door and became Stanley Kowalski."

"Wow this friend seems awesome," Quinn teased.

"The best," Kurt told her and squeezed her hand. "Thank you Quinn."

"I did nothing Kurt… I just reminded you what you already knew, which was that you can do anything." His smile matched her own. As Rachel watched the entire exchange between them she was getting more and more turned on by her incredible girlfriend, and she knew she didn't have enough time to do anything about it now; so she focused on something else.

"So tonight, our place," Rachel told Kurt. "We're celebrating… I'll invite everyone."

"Thanks Rachel," he said and she nodded.

"You're welcome but I have to go back to work," Quinn grumbled at those words and pouted at her. "Sorry babe… I feel the same way," Rachel pouted too.

"Okay," Quinn let out a sigh and looked over at Kurt. "Would you like to join me for lunch and we can talk about how awesome you are?" He smiled with regret.

"I'd love to Quinn but… Blaine invited me to lunch to celebrate," she nodded. "You're welcome to join us."

"Nah," she shook her head. "I don't want to intrude on your date."

"Nonsense Quinn… Blaine would love to see you, I feel like we never see each other anymore," she bit her lip and nodded again.

"I know."

"So you're in?"

"Yeah," she looked back at Rachel. "Don't worry about the party babe, I'll invite everyone. You just need to be there," Rachel leaned up and kissed her cheek.

"You're the best," she whispered and Quinn grumbled when Rachel pulled away. "Have fun," and then she watched as Quinn left with Kurt. She got back behind the counter and saw Santana grinning at her with mirth in her eyes.

"What?"

"You two are so gay."

"This is not news Satan," she said to a laughing Santana.

"So, how the fuck did lady lips get such a manly role?" She teased and Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Because he lost himself in the role."

"Well I can't wait to see the show and see if he can actually pull it off," Rachel turned at glared at her and she rolled her eyes. "Whatever Berry, I want to see it to support Kurt too," she grumbled before walking away; and Rachel giggled.

Sometimes being Santana's conscious was fun.

Well most of the time it was.

Rachel was annoyed.

It had been such a long week and she still hadn't heard from the show runners of Tina's show and it was stressing her out. She just needed to know how it went one way or the other; either she would be happy or she would have to continue to look for work… but she wanted to fucking know already.

She had spent a good part of the day grilling Tina but the girl honestly didn't know anything. She thought they might have been leaning toward her but there was no way to tell.

She was also annoyed because she and Quinn were finally in a good place and reconnecting but now every time they wanted some naughty sexy times someone interrupted them and she was fucking sick of that too.

She just wanted her role and her girl; was that too much to ask?

She slammed into her apartment; Quinn was on her way home from the set and she was going to get dinner going that they could spend the rest of the night doing nothing but each other.

She took her coat off and tossed her keys and cell phone on the table near the door and was about to head into the kitchen when her phone rang. She assumed it was Quinn telling her she would be there soon so she was confused when it was a number she didn't recognize.

She felt her hopes rise that it was the show runners.

"Hello," she said softly.

"Rachel Berry," the man's voice called over the line and she nodded dumbly and then rolled her eyes at herself.

"Yes sir," she answered and bit her lip in nervous excitement. She knew… she just knew it was the people she had been waiting to hear from and she just wished he'd hurry the fuck up and give her the good or bad news.

"I'm calling to tell you that you have won the role," she started to jump up and down but kept her squeal inside in favor of remaining professional. "Rehearsals start tomorrow at nine am sharp," he said and she nodded again.

But this time she didn't fucking care.

"Yes sir," she said with a smile on her face and happiness in her tone. "And thank you so much for this opportunity."

"Well you earned it. You were brilliant… and I look forward to working with you."

"You too… I mean me too, with you," she could hear him chuckling and she again rolled her eyes at herself.

"I will see you tomorrow Miss Berry; have a lovely evening."

"You too," she said. When the line went dead she stared at her phone and finally let out a squeal of excitement.

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Quinn was on the elevator.

She was so annoyed with work; the film was just about done shooting and she couldn't fucking wait because she spent her days on the set and her nights doing nothing but writing her screenplay.

She also wished she was doing Rachel.

She loved that they were finally getting back to where they belonged but she missed the lust and impromptu fucking sessions they would have in public restrooms, and up against walls. She knew it was mainly just a matter of timing and not for lack of desire but it was annoying.

She was walking toward their apartment when she heard Rachel squeal.

She wasn't sure if it was a happy squeal or something else; so she rushed to the door and opened it as quickly as she could. What she saw was Rachel's excited face as she started at her phone.

"Rachel," she called and when Rachel's eyes met her own she knew it was good news.

"Quinn," Rachel husked and it was still embarrassing how quickly she became aroused when Rachel talked like that.

"Rachel you um…" her words were lost in her throat as Rachel advanced on her and shoved her roughly into the door. Quinn's bag fell to the ground at her feet and her back pressed against the door as Rachel pressed against her front.

"I want you Quinn," she husked.

"I want you too," Quinn told her. "But you um… you were squealing and," her words failed her as Rachel's lips pressed against her exposed collarbone. "Oh fuck."

"Mm," Rachel hummed against Quinn's flesh as her hands pulled at Quinn's dress until it was up around her waist.

"I was squealing," she kissed Quinn's neck, eliciting a moan. "Because I just got off the phone with the show runners that I auditioned for," she heard Quinn suck in a breath. She wasn't sure if it was because of her words or her actions.

She suspected it was both.

She stepped back only leaving enough room to pull Quinn's dress up over her head. Her eyes raked over Quinn's body as she tossed the dress aside. She leaned in again and felt Quinn shudder as she breathed near her ear. "I got it Quinn," she whispered and felt Quinn's arms circled around her waist.

"Of course you did," is all she said and then their eyes locked on each other. Both girls could not only see the passion, they could both feel it. "Kiss me Rachel," Quinn begged and Rachel did. As their lips met… both girls could feel their passion, and lust, and frustrations boil over. Rachel's tongue delved deep into her mouth and she took Rachel's hand from where it was on her hip and moved it over to the waistband of her panties. She pushed both of their hands into her panties. She felt more than heard Rachel moan into her mouth when her fingers slid through the wetness.

"Fuck me Rachel," Quinn husked as she pulled out of the kiss. Rachel's eyes met hers as she pushed two fingers into her. Rachel's movements were slow and methodic at first and they were slowly building until she was pounding into her at a frantic pace. Quinn's head rolled back and forth against the door as Rachel took her to places they hadn't been in a while.

The love had remained throughout their issues over the last few months; but their passion had waned a bit. It was clearly back and they were both so happy about that. Rachel fucked Quinn against the door and after it was over Quinn returned the favor in the same frantic, rushed, and completely desirous manner.

And it was perfect.

It just took some time to get them back to moments like these.

And it lasted all night long.

And they both knew it wasn't ever going to go away again; at least not for very long.

A/N 2: The title of the chapter comes from the song The Middle by Jimmy Eat World.