A/N: I can't thank you all enough for taking this journey with me as well as SIB. This one has only one chapter and the epilogue left but I assure you that I am hard at work with the third part; halfway done to be exact and I couldn't have done it without any of you.

Enjoy!

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

Chapter 41: Everything's Waiting for You

"Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road."

-Jack Kerouac; On the Road

/

Quinn was hard at work on her script. Her fingers were going a mile a minute on her keyboard; and Rachel was transfixed. Rachel had been reading; that was her intent but as usual Quinn distracted her.

With the highly intoxicating sound of her typing.

And those damn fingers.

She may have even moaned and when Quinn glanced over at her with a flirty smirk on her lips Rachel quickly diverted her eyes back to her book, hoping that Quinn missed the moan.

Quinn didn't miss it.

No, Quinn caught her and she smiled when Rachel diverted her eyes.

"Good book?" Quinn teased and when Rachel looked back at her she knew she had been caught… but she played along anyway.

"Mm… so good."

"Yeah but it's not exactly a moan inducing type of book, babe." Quinn watched Rachel flush bright red.

"Oh whatever Quinn… just write your um… thing and I'll um… do my thing." Quinn laughed at those words.

"And your thing is what exactly? Is it getting turned on by watching me do my thing?" Rachel grumbled and Quinn reveled in the sight of her pouting girlfriend; she still loved to tease Rachel… and this way was so much more fun than what she used to do.

"You know what Quinn?" She huffed.

"What?" Quinn replied with her eyebrow arched and Rachel huffed again.

"You act like my being turned on by you is a bad thing. You should be thrilled, and happy, and turned on yourself."

"Oh I am."

"Of course you are," Rachel continued her rant without even realizing what Quinn had actually said. When it dawned on her; she looked directly at Quinn. "Wait… are you?" Quinn nodded and licked her lips.

"Well then why are we wasting time with you writing and me pretending to read; when we could be… not… wasting time," she bit her lip and the lust filled look she was giving Quinn caused Quinn to moan this time.

Rachel Berry had always been hard to resist.

Almost impossible actually.

But she had to… she had to resist her this time.

"We can't," she said and watched as Rachel pouted. "I can't baby… I need to finish this and start trying to sell it."

"I know," Rachel groaned and crossed her arms.

And with that Quinn almost attacked her.

But she resisted and instead smiled.

"Be patient my love and I'll be all yours when I'm finished."

"Which could be hours… or days from now," Rachel continued to pout but the wink she shot Quinn told the girl that she wasn't nearly as upset as she was pretending to be.

"It won't be that long Rachel."

"Okay, but I promise you Quinn that your fingers will be doing even more pounding than they are right now," Quinn giggled. "And they certainly won't be on a damn keyboard."

"No they won't," Quinn assured her with a wink of her own. "Now shush and let me work." Rachel grinned, nodded, and then buried her face back in her book. She could feel more than see that Quinn was still looking at her. She smiled again and lowered the book. Sure enough Quinn was still looking at her with love in those eyes.

"Um… stop distracting me from my book Quinn… and get to work," Quinn chuckled and then did as she was told.

/

It was several hours later and many different trips around the house for Rachel. She had never really ever been one to sit and wait, she liked reading; sure… but she didn't have the passion or time for it like Quinn did; she was just going stir crazy.

She was currently pacing back and forth across her bedroom floor trying to decide if she was going to call Kurt, Tina, or Brittany to see if any of them were free to hang out when Quinn's loud bellow echoed through the house and nearly caused her to jump out of her skin.

"YES! Fina-FUCKING-ly!" Rachel ran out of the bedroom and into the living room where Quinn was still sitting in the same spot, the computer was still firmly planted on her lap… but the difference was that her hands were in the air- victory style- and her eyes weren't glued to the computer screen.

Instead they were glued to a confused Rachel.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked taking in the sight before her.

"Nothing is wrong… everything is right," she said and Rachel's smiled widened. "It's done… I'm done," she continued and Rachel squealed louder than Quinn had and Quinn moved her laptop away just in time for Rachel to jump into her lap.

"It's done," Rachel said it more in surprised disbelief than as a question. Quinn nodded and Rachel's smile grew. Her eyes slowly darting over to the abandoned laptop.

"Ooh let me read it," Quinn stopped her from reaching for it and shook her head no. "Why not… am I not good enough to read it?"

"Don't be silly Rach."

"Then why can't I?"

"You can," Quinn said simply. "Just not now."

"Why?" Rachel wondered and a moment later she lifted her eyebrow; finally catching on to what Quinn was saying.

"Because right now I have to keep the promise I made to you."

"Which was?" She asked and Quinn tapped her chin pensively.

"I believe it was to use my fingers on you instead of the keyboard," Rachel couldn't hold in her giddy elation and she was about to say something but Quinn pulled her into a kiss and then all she could think about was Quinn's tongue and the amazing things it was doing to her.

After several minutes of breathtaking kissing Rachel pulled out of the kiss and looked at Quinn.

"Well then… get to it."

And of course…

Quinn did.

Rachel found herself again on set of one of Quinn's shoots; and if this was the life she was going to be sharing with Quinn she definitely didn't mind… it was so glamorous. And she also found herself once again sitting in Quinn's chair on set while watching her film; but this time she couldn't help but become a bit enamored by the fact that this chair had Quinn Fabray written across the back of it.

She had already decided from the first moment that she saw it that she was going to borrow it from set once Quinn was completely done filming. For now she was content with watching in awe as her girl was shining brightly in front of those cameras; like the star Rachel always knew she could be and even though her role on the show was small it was incredibly important and both she and Quinn were proud that she had landed the role.

It was Quinn's last week of shooting however, so it was bittersweet. But Quinn was already looking forward to her next project; which she was hoping would be the sale and production of her now finished pilot.

Ever since graduation; she had already re-shot her movie, done a few small television roles, the much larger but still guest starring role she was currently filming, and wrote a pilot for television.

Rachel was so proud.

But she also knew that this pilot was Quinn's baby… her labor of love. She knew that although Quinn loved performing she loved writing more. She knew Quinn couldn't wait to sell her script and watch while other people brought her words to life.

And Rachel hoped- more than anything- that it would happen.

She didn't doubt that it would.

Rachel, Mike, Puck, and Brody were hard at work on the renovating of Noah's club Beth's Hideaway; when Quinn walked in. She took in the sight before her and she felt herself become instantly aroused.

Rachel was wearing a black tank top and jeans; which was hot enough. But add in the fact that she was also wearing a hard hat and a tool belt and it was as if one of Quinn's fantasies had come to life right before her eyes.

"Oh my god," she said and it came out as a cross between a moan and a growl. All eyes landed on her and that was when she realized that she has said that way louder than she intended. Both Rachel and Puck smirked at her, but it was Rachel who walked closer.

"What are you doing here baby?"

"I thought I'd take you to lunch… but god… look at you," she let her eyes rake over Rachel's perfect body and she was positively dripping.

"You like?" Rachel waggled her eyebrows.

"Very much," Quinn licked her lips and just like that Rachel was dragging Quinn into the restroom.

"Hey… don't fuck in the bathroom," Puck shouted but his words fell on deaf ears. Both Quinn and Rachel ignored him.

Like that was going to happen.

When Puck turned back around he saw Brody and Mike looking at him as if he were crazy.

"You know they're not listening to you right?" Mike asked.

"Yeah I fucking know… but there are two insanely hot girls about to have sex in there right now; both knowing that we are out here and they don't care. So I'm sorry if I'm going to pretend that it isn't happening and trying my damnedest keep my sanity okay?" As his words sunk in both Mike and Brody tried their damnedest to keep those thoughts at bay as well.

Until finally they all gave up and went to lunch. Puck left a note for Rachel to lock up when she was done. And he left her the spare key.

/

After their meeting in the ladies room Rachel and Quinn did finally get to lunch themselves.

As Rachel stared across the table at Quinn who had taken her to their favorite vegan restaurant for lunch; she was staring in awe at her as they waited for their food to arrive. Quinn was blushing and even though she had a feeling as to why Rachel was staring she couldn't help but ask her anyway.

"What are you thinking?"

"Mm… mostly about how hot I am for you… all the time," she finished with an exaggerated eye roll that caused Quinn to laugh at her.

"Seriously?"

"That is seriously what I was thinking about Quinn," Rachel told her just as the waiter arrived with their food; once he was gone Quinn looked back up at Rachel.

"What else?"

"Huh?"

"I know there was more going on in that pretty little head of yours besides wanting to fuck me," she whispered the last part and Rachel became even more aroused.

"Okay… maybe I was also thinking about how much I love you," Quinn's smile widened at the girl's sweet words. "And how incredibly proud I am of you Quinn," a small blush appeared in addition to her Rachel Berry smile.

"Thanks baby."

"Seriously Quinn, do you realize how much you have already accomplished?" Quinn nodded because she definitely knew she was lucky. "Do you know how many actresses struggle for years and years to even get their name out there?"

"Yeah I know… I know how lucky I have been."

"I don't just think it was luck Quinn, that's what I'm saying," Quinn paused in her eating to look at Rachel as the girl continued. "It's you babe… you have this amazing ability to get people to fall in love with you," she winked. "I mean you practically become the part and you really don't give them any other choice but to choose you."

"Thanks," she reached over the table and she opened her hand for Rachel to place hers into it. Rachel complied and Quinn stared for a few minutes as her mind went wild with all the thoughts about how lucky she was.

She knew Rachel meant what she said and she knew that there was of truth to what she had said but Quinn knew a lot of it was luck. Luck that Eric was Rob's understudy; luck that Kim had a crush on Eric and went to see them perform thus deciding that she wanted them to star in her student film. Luck that said film was bought by an independent film company which in turn got her a manager.

A lot of Quinn's good fortune was luck.

Including that day back in Sophomore year when she watched the glee club perform for the very first time; thus changing her life so completely…

And so perfectly.

She knew she wanted to marry Rachel.

She had known for a very long time… but it never felt like the right time.

Now it did.

She wanted to marry this girl and she wanted to do right in this moment.

But she also wanted to get right.

Rachel deserved that.

So it was in this moment she decided she was going to buy the ring. She was going to buy it soon that way when it was the right time… she would be ready.

"What are you thinking?" Rachel asked; this time breaking her out of her thoughts.

"Mostly that I love you," Quinn answered with a shrug. Rachel swooned, and she could see it. "Everything's waiting for you Rachel… and I know that sometimes you doubt that it will happen for you too, but it will. It's inevitable, it's fate, it's destined to happen."

"Just like we were."

"Just like we were," Quinn repeated with a wink and they both went back to their meals eating comfortably and chatting idly like they didn't have a care in the world.

Because right now… they didn't.

As they finished their meal and just as the waiter brought the check over; Rachel's phone rang and it was as if Quinn was predicting the future. Rachel looked at the screen.

"It's my agent."

"Oh," was all Quinn could say because she didn't want to get her hopes up.

"I'm just going to," Rachel pointed to the door and Quinn nodded. Rachel left the restaurant and answered her phone as she was walking out. Quinn put money on the table and was about to follow Rachel outside when she remembered something she wanted to do as soon as Rachel wasn't around. She pulled her phone out and tapped out a text.

From Quinn: Hey I need your help soon. I want to go ring shopping for Rachel.

The reply was almost immediate.

From Santana: It's about fucking time Q.

She laughed as she read it and tapped out another one.

From Quinn: So you'll help?

From Santana: Of course. Who else will stop you from buying something fugly; you have shit taste Q.

From Quinn: I do not!

From Santana: Oh fuck off! I have seen the way you dress Quinn.

From Quinn: Fuck you!

From Santana: No thanks; save that for the hobbit. When do you want to start looking?

From Quinn: Is tomorrow good?

From Santana: It's a date.

From Quinn: Thanks San.

From Santana: Of course Q :)

With that she put her phone away and met Rachel outside and what she found when she got out there was her very excited girlfriend nearly bouncing.

Actually she was bouncing.

"Wh-What happened?"

"Quinn!" Was all Rachel could manage to get out. She was still in shock and awe over what had just happened.

"Baby?" Quinn was slightly concerned. She knew it was good news because she didn't find a sobbing Rachel out there.

"I-I-I just… I can't…" she trailed off again and Quinn was suddenly very angry with herself for texting Santana instead of going out there as soon as she could.

"Take a deep breath and tell me," Quinn grasped her shoulders and tried to calm her down before the girl started to hyperventilate. Rachel did as Quinn said and took several deep breaths before she spoke again.

"T-That was my agent and he said th-that he got a call from the producers of Evita on Broadway," Quinn gasped and Rachel couldn't help the smile that was overtaking her face as she continued. "A-And they want me to audition."

"What!" Quinn shouted and pulled Rachel into a tight hug, lifting her slightly off the ground and spinning. Rachel giggled loudly. Once Quinn put her down Rachel caught her breath. "Tell me everything."

"Apparently the actress that was playing Evita had to drop out of the role for personal reasons and they need someone to step in as soon as possible. The actresses understudy is filling in until they re-cast but," she took another deep breath and stared at her amazing girlfriend who never stopped believing in her.

"And they want you?" Rachel nodded.

"They want me… one of the producers saw me performing and they want me… they want me Quinn," she pointed to her chest as she said those words and Quinn reached and cupped her cheek.

"Of course they want you."

"This is Broadway Quinn."

"I know."

"And it's the role I have always wanted. The role I was-"

"Born to play," Quinn cut her off remembering the time Rachel told her that. Rachel nodded. "When's the audition?"

"Tomorrow morning… c-can you be there?"

"I wouldn't miss it," Quinn promised. And she meant it… there was no fucking way she was going to miss this. "I am so proud of you Rachel Berry."

"Thanks and I owe it all to you."

"No way," Quinn shook her head. "I did nothing."

"You did everything Quinn… I don't know where my dreams would be if I didn't have you reassuring me and encouraging me every time I thought about giving up… every time I thought it wasn't going to happen for me. You are a huge part of this dream come true… I mean you were even reassuring me not a half hour ago," Quinn smiled because she was right.

"Well if you owe it all to me… then I owe all of my success to you. I mean where would I be if I didn't have you beside me every step of the way. I would have self-destructed years ago and you know it," Rachel nodded because she did know. "Everything is waiting for you baby… and apparently it starts tomorrow." Rachel squealed at those words and jumped into Quinn's arms with an elated grin on her face.

"Broadway Quinn!" She shouted… and to Quinn it sounded as if she was still trying to convince herself that it was real; that this was really happening. And Quinn definitely understood that feeling.

She had that feeling every time she got to kiss, and touch, and love Rachel.

"Broadway baby," Quinn repeated before Rachel covered her lips with her own and kissed her deeply. After several minutes Rachel pulled out of the incredible kiss and looked deep into the hazel eyes that were home.

"I love you Quinn," she said sweetly and Quinn swooned.

"I love you too… and I am so fucking proud of you," Rachel's smiled widened as Quinn's arms held her tighter. "And tonight I'm taking you out to celebrate."

"Baby we can't… I need to prepare."

"You have been preparing for this your entire life," she said and Rachel nodded. "We won't stay out too late, but we need to tell our friends and then make love well into the night." Rachel moaned and nodded.

"Okay… but we're also making love right now," this time Quinn moaned. "Take me home and congratulate me properly." Quinn was already flagging down a taxi before Rachel had even finished talking.

Rachel winked at Quinn as she opened the door to the taxi for her.

Before the taxi was even completely stopped they were getting out and Quinn was tossing more than enough cash at the driver.

/

Rachel back was slammed into the door of their apartment as Quinn kissed her deeply. She wasn't against the door for very long however because she felt Quinn's hands on her ass. Quinn lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around her waist.

"Mm," Rachel moaned when Quinn's lips were on hers again. She blindly walked them over to the couch where they fell onto it- Quinn knew her apartment perfectly from all the times she and Rachel were desperate for each other.

Much like right now.

"Quinn," Rachel said breathlessly as Quinn was pulling at her clothes; Quinn stopped her motions and met those brown eyes; which were currently filled with unadulterated love.

"Baby?" Quinn said breathlessly.

"I just wanted to look at you," Rachel told her honestly and Quinn nodded. There was a time for fast and dirty and this wasn't one of those times. Quinn climbed off of her and helped her up. Rachel was confused for a second so Quinn smiled.

"I want to make love to you baby," Quinn said softly. "I want to take hours to feel you and love on you. I don't want to rush… I want to show you how much you are loved by me."

"Oh baby… I already know that," Rachel promised.

"Let me show you anyway."

"Okay," Rachel said while nodding. They stared at each other of several moments; Rachel was biting her lip and Quinn's eyes were wide with passion. After a few moments Quinn reached for Rachel's hand and Rachel gave it to her. Their fingers interlocked and Quinn led her into the bedroom; where they made love well into the evening.

In fact they were late to meet their friends at Callbacks.

But their friends new Quinn and Rachel well enough to know why they were late.

"What the fuck Q?" Santana shouted when they finally arrived at the bar. "You bitches called us here and now we're waiting on you." Santana knew why they were late; but she still wanted to tease them… like always.

She smiled as both girls blushed.

"Sorry, we were…" Rachel trailed off and blushed darker.

"Fucking!" Santana shouted.

"Okay!" Kurt cut in and shivered at the thoughts of lady sex. "Just please… for my sanity… can we stop talking about Rachel and Quinn's sex life?"

"Yes… can we please stop?" Quinn asked and glared at Santana who merely shrugged.

"Yeah, so… why did you want us all here?" Tina asked trying and succeeding in getting them back on topic.

"Right…okay," Rachel began and then stopped to take a deep breath. "I just wanted to tell you all that I just got a call from my agent and I have an audition tomorrow for Evita," a few gasps were heard but mostly everyone was waiting for the rest of what she was going to say.

And they all knew she had more to say.

"On Broadway!" She squealed and the room erupted with a loud cheer from her friends. She was instantly pulled into a hug by Puck; who spun her around.

"I'm so proud babe," he whispered in her ear and her smiled widened.

"Thanks Noah," she breathed out and then he lowered her to the ground where she was nearly tackled by first Kurt, then Blaine, and then Brody as they all congratulated her. Brittany was next, followed by Sawyer, then Mike, and then Tina.

"Rachel," she said with so much adoration in her voice. "This is it… this is the moment you have waited your whole life for," Rachel nodded and both girls were fighting tears.

Tina was fighting tears of pride and respect.

And Rachel was fighting tears of joy.

"I know."

"I am so happy for you… no one deserves this more than you do," Tina finished and Rachel pulled her into a tight hug.

"Thank you so much Tina," she said and they hugged for a few more minutes. After she pulled out of the hug; Tina stepped aside and Rachel found herself face to face with Santana.

"Awesome job Rachel," she said simply and then pulled her into a hug. "You're going to fucking own this town one day," she whispered for only Rachel to hear and Rachel hugged her tighter knowing without a shadow of a doubt that Santana Lopez was in her corner.

And that was a great feeling.

"So what did your dads say?" Brittany asked once everyone was seated again and again Rachel's smile spread across her face.

"They were…" She trailed off as she remembered her fathers reactions to the news. Leroy said that Hiram passed out but Rachel knew he didn't because she could hear him singing and probably dancing in the background. She pushed the wonderful moment away and then told her friends all about it. "They were so happy. They wanted to fly here today to watch the audition but I convinced them to wait and see if I actually get it and then come here to watch my debut," she said that all in one breath and then needed a moment to collect herself.

"What are you going to sing?" Blaine asked and Rachel's eyes widened in horror.

"Oh Barbra! I didn't even think about that!" Her panicked eyes landed on Quinn. "Quinn!" She shouted. "What am I going to sing?"

"I don't know babe," Quinn said remaining calm. "What are you going to sing?"

"How dare you be so laxidasical about this Quinn Fabray," she swatted her arm. "This is my future!"

"Oh stop being so dramatic Berry, you'll think of something," Santana sneered and relaxed into her chair. Rachel only got more annoyed and more rambunctious.

"This is not a joke Satan! This is my life, what am I going to do?"

"You're going to stop fucking yelling at me and pick a song… you know like…" she rolled her eyes as she finished. "All of them… ever written… for any genre… it's actually quite annoying."

"Oh you know what Satan-" Rachel tried to get to her feet but Quinn tugged her back down.

"Calm down babe… stop panicking," Quinn said quietly while forcing Rachel's eyes to meet her own.

"Hey I got an idea," Puck said and all eyes landed on him.

"Oh I can't wait to hear this," Santana teased. He shot her a nasty look and then looked back at Rachel.

"Do you want to hear this?" She nodded. "Okay so, I've been working on this thing for Noah Loca and I think you'll kill it if you sing this up there."

"Wait your band is singing a show tune?" Kurt wondered with his lip curled.

"No," Puck shook his head. "Not all Broadway auditions have to be show tunes," he said matter-of-factly earning himself a few strange looks. "It's in very bad taste to sing a song from the show you're auditioning for and-"

"Wait, how do you know that Noah?" Rachel wondered; and as he looked around his friends he saw that they were all surprised by his Broadway knowledge.

Except for Sawyer; who was grinning like a fool at him.

"It doesn't matter," he shook his head.

"Yes it does… tell us Puckerman," Santana demanded and he rolled his eyes and looked back at Rachel. Once again ignoring her.

"So I was thinking of doing this slowed down… acoustic version of the song Love Bites and you can use it you want it," he offered and he could see the wheels in Rachel's head turning. She knew the song… she just wasn't sure it could work.

"You think it could work?"

"I do," he promised with a smirk on his face.

"I don't know, Noah… it's kind of risky. Maybe I should just do Don't Rain on My Parade again," they whole gang made grumbling noises and she looked around at them with an appalled expression on her face. "Okay… how about Don't Stop Believi-"

"NO!" The group all cut her off and she looked at Quinn with tears swimming in her eyes.

"Quinn," She whined and Quinn rubbed her back.

"Listen, they're right baby… that song is very special to us but it's not a good idea for this audition and as for Don't Rain, you are brilliant on that song but it's safe."

"Yeah Rachel don't you remember my NYADA audition?" Kurt said and she nodded because she did remember. "I took a risk… a big scary risk and it paid off," she nodded again.

"But," she bit her lip. "B-But what if I take this risk and it doesn't pay off… what if it blows up in my face?"

"It won't," Quinn promised. "But you always have Don't Rain in your back pocket. If you panic at the last minute go with that," Rachel nodded and thought about it for a few moments before she looked up and locked eyes with Puck.

"Let's do this."

"Do what?" He asked worried but she was already on her feet and walking toward him.

"If I'm doing this song at my audition tomorrow I'm practicing tonight… as many times as it takes. She brought Noah up to the stage and talked to the DJ.

"Alright ladies and gentleman, we have a special treat for you tonight." The DJ's voice came over the sound system a few moments later. "A former NYADA student is about to have her very first Broadway audition tomorrow and she wants to practice on us… would that be good?" The loud eruption of applause told Rachel all she needed to know.

Even if most of it came from her friends.

She looked at Noah in panic.

"I thought you were going to sing it first," she said to him and he shook his head no.

"No babe… you know how to follow tempo and you know the words right?" She nodded once. "You got this then," he handed her the mic and he put his guitar around his shoulder and sat on a stool.

As the music started she felt panic spread through her again but then she remembered that this was just a performance for her peers and other Broadway hopefuls and she could practice well into the night if need be.

And that was exactly what happened hours later when they all took the party to Noah's soon to be night club and they practiced over and over.

"Noah do you have this recorded anywhere?" She wondered as she thought about how she would need the musical accompaniment at her audition.

"No," he shook his head. "Shit babe… I didn't think of that. Dammit!" He shouted and Sawyer got to her feet.

"It's cool," she said. "I have music recording equipment on my computer. We can record Noah playing the music. And an hour later they had a very rough but definitely workable instrumental version of the song.

"Sing it again Rach," Brody asked and she looked at him.

"Really you're not sick of it yet?" He shook his head no.

"I am," Santana sneered but the smile told them all she was merely kidding.

"Well no one said you had to stay," Quinn glared at her friend who promptly shot her the middle finger.

"One more time babe," Puck said and patted Rachel's shoulder. She nodded and grabbed the mic from him. "Everything's waiting for you," he continued with a wink and she grinned. As Noah started to play the song she could feel that this was going to be the right song for her to sing.

She didn't know how she knew it.

But she knew it.

If you've got love in your sights
Watch out, love bites

When you make love, do you look in the mirror?
Who do you think of, does he look like me?
Do you tell lies and say that it's forever?
Do you think twice, or just touch 'n' see?
Ooh babe ooh yeah

Quinn watched in awe as her girl lit up that makeshift stage, just like she did earlier that night at Callbacks, and just like she knew she would the following day at the audition.

And the next day; as she watched along with Santana, Brittany, Puck, Kurt, and Tina she knew that Rachel was going to get this role.

Meanwhile on stage Rachel sang the song that she had song over and over and over again the night before… and she knew she was killing it.

She knew she was going to win this role.

She could feel it.

Everything was waiting for her.

And she couldn't wait to grab it.

When you're alone, do you let go?
Are you wild 'n' willin' or is it just for show?
Ooh c'mon

I don't wanna touch you too much baby
'Cos making love to you might drive me crazy
I know you think that love is the way you make it
So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it
No!

Love bites, love bleeds
It's bringin' me to my knees

But then the producer lifted his hand to stop her before she had even gotten to the second verse and panic swept through her.

"That's enough Miss Berry," the man said and she smiled painfully and nodded once. She was freaking out. "Thank you and we will be in touch," he dismissed her and she practically ran off the stage in tears.

She blew it.

She had been so confident and now it was just over.

Quinn found her backstage; a few moments later in tears. She immediately hugged her tight.

"It's over Quinn," she said through said tears.

"Not necessarily baby… they could've stopped you because they already knew you were the one." Rachel snorted and pulled out of the hug.

"Do you really believe that?" She asked with nothing but failure in her tone and disbelief on her face.

It broke Quinn's heart.

Rachel had been so confident the night before. They all had and now it was over.

"I do," Quinn told her. And she did believe it. "Now I just need you to believe. You won't know how it went until they call you so… don't panic until then."

"They didn't even let me finish."

"They generally never do," Puck's sad voice sounded behind them and they both turned to look at him. He could see on Rachel's face that she wasn't angry with him for the song choice; just that she was sad, and worried, and disappointed.

"What?" Quinn asked.

"They generally never do let someone sing the whole song," he said and met Rachel's eyes. "And Rachel knows this… she's just panicking." Quinn eyes darted from Puck's worried ones to Rachel's sad ones.

"Is that true Rachel?"

"Yes," she said after a few moments. "But they don't usually stop them that early," she motioned to the stage where her performance just happened. "Right Noah?" She didn't know how and why he knew so much about Broadway but he did.

"Yes… that's true, but it's not necessarily a bad thing," again Rachel scoffed.

"That's what I said," Quinn told him.

"C'mon babe," Puck draped his arm over her shoulder. Let's go to the Hideaway and you can pound your frustrations out on that wall we need to knock down… what do you say?" She smiled at him. "It'll get your mind off of it for a few hours at least."

"That sounds like a good idea," Quinn agreed. "What do you say?" Rachel didn't say anything she just nodded. Puck draped his other arm over Quinn's shoulder and the three of them walked toward the exit.

"Noah," Rachel's quiet voice said.

"Yeah."

"So how do you know so much about Broadway?" She asked and he merely laughed, never once answering the question.

They didn't need to know- he told himself.

But many hours and many, many drinks later he did tell them about his secret passion for Broadway and Santana didn't stop laughing at him all night.

A few days later; Rachel was pounding the hell out of the wall with a sledgehammer and Quinn was watching with a dazed look in her eye. Santana sat next to her and took in the sights before her. If she admitted it to herself Rachel did look hot with a tank top and jeans on but she was pretty sure it was the hard hat on her head and the tool belt around her waist that made her look unbearably hot.

Not that she'd ever say that out loud.

And she was also pretty sure it was the reason for the stupid look Quinn was wearing right now.

"You okay Q?" And Quinn finally pulled her eyes off of Rachel and looked at her best friend. "I mean do you need a moment… you look a bit like a sixteen year old boy right now." Quinn laughed.

"Do you blame me?" She motioned to Rachel who was struggling to even lift the sledgehammer never mind break the wall with it but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that it was making her feel better.

"That's gross Q," Santana said pretending she didn't think Rachel looked every bit as hot as Quinn did. Quinn just laughed; Santana was so transparent sometimes. "So the ring shopping…" she began and waited.

"Yeah we're going to have to try that again in a few days if you don't mind." Santana shook her head to show Quinn she didn't mind at all. "It's just I didn't know Rachel had gotten the audition at the time I asked and if this doesn't go the way we hope she's going to be a mess for a while." Santana nodded knowingly.

"It's going to go the way she wants… think positively."

"Thanks San," Quinn said with a smile. Santana was always so difficult about things- especially things involving Rachel- but she was always there for them. And she was always such an amazing best friend. "You're the best friend ever," Santana rolled her eyes.

"Oh fuck off," She pushed her lightly. "Now go over there, rub on Berry, and make her feel better before she knocks herself out with that sledgehammer." Quinn laughed but hopped off her chair and walked toward Rachel; though she could still hear Santana. "I mean seriously the thing is practically bigger than her," Quinn chuckled internally and walked closer to her girl.

Rachel could see her coming so she lowered the sledgehammer and rested her head against the wall that had barely any damage; even though she had been at it for over an hour. She smiled when she felt Quinn's arms circle around her waist and hold her close.

"Hey babe," Quinn whispered and pressed sweet kisses to Rachel's sweaty shoulder.

"Hey… Quinn," she tried to wiggle out of the kisses. "I'm all gross."

"You are not gross."

"I mean I'm all sweaty."

"Mm… I know," she teased and it caused Rachel to giggle; which had been Quinn's intent.

"I know what you're doing and I'm fine Quinn. You don't need to worry about me right now."

"Don't I?" Quinn questioned and the doubt in her voice had Rachel trying to turn in her arms. She loosened her grip so that the girl could turn and look at her.

"You don't…not this time, I promise. If I don't get it, then I don't get it. There will be another audition."

"Are you sure Rach, because you were pretty upset before and-"

"And I'll be upset after every audition I don't get but I know I have you," Quinn nodded. "And I have these guys," she pointed to all of their friends who were there for the sole reason to make her feel better. "And I have my talent," Quinn nodded again. "And I know that everything's waiting for me… and I know all that… because you tell me that all the time, in some way or another."

"I love you Rachel."

"And I love you. So from now on don't worry about me if I ever don't get a role… because I know without a shadow of a doubt that I'll get the next one… or the one after that."

"You will," Quinn agreed and they kissed again. Their kiss got interrupted when Rachel's phone rang. Everyone looked over at them when Rachel pulled it out of her pocket and then looked at Quinn with panic in her eyes.

"It's them."

"Answer it… either way you'll know," Quinn said simply with a shrug and Rachel knew she was right.

She was always right.

Rachel stepped out of her grasp and took a few steps away. Quinn watched with bated breath as she answered the call.

"Hello," it was quiet for a few moments. "Yes sir." Another few agonizingly long moments. "I understand… and thank you sir." Rachel ended the call and everyone in the room prepared themselves.

They prepared themselves for yelling, and screaming, and tears.

No one was prepared for the elated squeal that Rachel let out when she faced them.

Well no one but Quinn.

"I GOT IT!" She screamed and tackled Quinn in hug that almost knocked Quinn on her ass but she managed to keep her feet firmly planted on the ground. The loud clapping and cheers from her friends provided an amazing soundtrack for the moment she had been waiting her whole life for while she stared into the eyes of the girl of her dreams. "I got it," she said much quieter and Quinn could see the tears in her eyes.

Happy tears of course.

"You got it… you are fucking amazing," Quinn told her but before anymore words could be said Rachel attacked her with a kiss. Quinn moaned into Rachel's mouth when she felt that tongue fill her mouth. "Mm."

"Take me to the bathroom Quinn," she husked into Quinn's ear after she pulled out of the kiss. "I want you to touch me," she growled and Quinn became lost in her. Her restraint snapped and she picked Rachel up into her arms. Rachel promptly wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist as her girl carried her into the bathroom.

Meanwhile everyone else stood in shock over what had just happened.

"So…" Kurt began.

"I guess we congratulate her later," Mike shrugged.

"Yeah," Tina agreed. A loud moan was heard and everyone felt awkward.

"Fucking hell!" Santana shouted- hopefully loud enough for them to hear. "Let's break some shit Puckerman because if I have to hear those two fucking one more FUCKING time!" Again hoping they hear her. "I'm going to poke out my own eardrums." Puck laughed and handed her the sledgehammer that Rachel had been using.

Or trying to.

"Do your worst, Satan." He told her and pointed to the wall. Then he watched as an evil smirk spread across her mouth and he suddenly felt bad for the wall.

Taking two steps back; he watched one of his oldest friends demolish a wall in the place that would be his own dream come true; while his two best friends celebrated Rachel's dream come true.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

The song Rachel sang for her audition was Love Bites by Def Leppard and the title of the chapter comes from the song Go Your Own Way by Fleetwood Mac/Glee Cast.

Up next is the final chapter of the story. It leads into the Somewhere in Between epilogue which will be repeated in the chapter but it'll still be long enough to be a chapter in itself. Stay tuned…