Was Quinn dreaming? She is inside a circus tent sitting in between the stands. Music is playing in the background. and the smell of popcorn and cotton candy
wafered through the air. Every seat was empty, popcorn is scattered on the floor and the weirdest part was that it was just her. The lights go down and she has no idea what is going on. A spotlight circles the entire tent while a man voice echoes enthusiastically in a microphone which causes her to jump from her seat.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the Circus Bizarre! Today we have a surprise for you. Everyone hold your applause for the amazing, the sexy, the mesmerizing, the big nose freak Rachel Berry!"
Berry! The Rachel Berry? She must of misheard him, I mean it certainty could not her Rachel Berry.
The crowd cheers wildly, chanting her name waiting in anticipation for her appearance.
No. It must be some other Rachel. It just couldn't be possible. She loved the stage but a circus? Now that's just plain out ridiculous. Her dream was Broadway she wouldn't settle for any place less. A spotlight focuses on the center stage and everyone goes quiet.
Quinn couldn't believe her eyes right dab smack in the middle of the stage was a tiny brunette wearing none other than a thin piece clothing, exposing her lean legs, her bare butt, her partial belly and side. Beside her hung two purple strands of silk from the ceiling of the tent. Quinn gripped her seat leaning forward, subconsciously drooling over Rachel flaunting her ravenous legs to the audience.
She queued for music to play and When I'm Small by Phantogram, played in the background. Was it just her or did the show just get a little erotic.
The brunette wrapped her legs around the purple cloth and began rubbing against it. Quinn's mouth dropped at the sight. What scared her the most was that Rachel was looking directly at her the entire time. Dream or not the show was for Quinn and her alone. She wrapped her legs around both silk and started climbing her way up. Once at the top she wrapped her feet separately around the silk several times dropping into the splits.
"Fuck that was sexy." Quinn had no idea how unbelievably flexible Rachel was. Well how couldn't she though? She's been taking ballet classes since she was young. Quinn could do the splits I mean obviously she's a cheerleader but the way Rachel did it was so graceful.
Her hand stretched from her core to her thigh stroking it. God she was just so achingly beautiful on stage and Quinn wanted to touch her so badly. She flipped herself three times then unwrapped one of her legs using it to balance against the silk. She hung in suspension then bent backwards. She did other tricks before slowly spinning and gradually making it back to the ground.
Quinn believed it was over but the main event was just starting. "Ladies and gentz we need a volunteer. Who will be our lucky contestant?"
The crowd roared, screaming for her to choose them.
The spotlight circled the whole tent again when it landed on Quinn. "Come on down Blondie, your in for a treat."
She gulped and her heart raced as Rach made it over to her grabbing her sweaty hand. In the center stage was a chair and the blonde was suppose to do what again? Rach pushed her into the chair then straddled on top of her bounding her arms to the chair with the silk. Quinn eyes shot up to the ceiling trying to ignore Rachel's bouncing breast as she began humping her. Her arms pulled and her core heaved against her lap.
"It's ok Q, you can look." Rachel said in a husky voice, "My body is practically screaming for you to look."
"Rach."
"Yes Quinn?"
"I have to go pee." She looked down in disappointment.
Rachel stops her movement. "What? right now? I just started."
Her voice grew impatient. "Yes right now. Ill be quick and then we can continue.."
She frowns. Of all times Quinn Fabray of all times this is when you have to go?
"Can't you wait a little longer?"
Quinn throws a pillow at her. "Rachel. I seriously have to go." She hissed.
"What?"
"Pee! Hurry before I go on myself." Quinn wasn't kidding either, not after yesterday's incident.
Quinn refused to go in a pan.
"Rachel Hun take this bed pan and slip it underneath Ms. Fabray. Then after shes-"
"Wait bed pan? " Quinn hissed "No way am I going in that. Trust me I used that thing when I was in labor and it wasn't pretty."
"Ms. Fabray I understand but we cant always cater to your every whim and Hun you are to injured to even support yourself against a railing." Rachel raised her hand. What a dork.
"Yes Rachel?'
"I can be of assistance. I can help her get into a wheelchair and then wheel her over to the bathroom."
She cleared her throat. "If you say so Ms. Berry. I'll be back with a wheel chair."
When she came back she adjusted the height of the bed so that it was near ground level and then unlatched the side of the bed. "By the way ladies the wheel chair doesn't fit through the bathroom door so your going to have to do everything by yourself from that point on."
"That's ok me and Quinn are good friends. Right Quinn?"
"Yeah." Speak for yourself Berry. This was so uncomfortable for Quinn. She had her eyes set on this girl and her helping her use the bathroom is just embarrassing. What if she had to go number two that's just gross.
She placed a plastic cup in between her hands. "Oh and I will need you to pee in this cup."
Rachel giggled at the thought and Quinn rolled her eyes. "Ms. Berry I hope you will be of good assistance when helping Ms. Fabray to the bathroom."
"You hear that Berry. Assist not laugh." Quinn smirked and Rachel continued to giggle.
The nurse helped Rachel lift Quinn into the wheel chair.
"Ok your all set. If you have any problems I'll be in the next room changing a patients bed pan." The nurse walked away while Rachel wheeled her to the bathroom across the room.
"Can you get up Quinn?" The blonde attempted to but failed. She was only able to lift herself up.
"Mm." The nurse was right. How the heck was this going to work?
"How about you go over the toilet. We can place the cup underneath you"
"What about my legs?"
"What about them?"
Quinn sighed. "I'm in pain Rachel. The wheel chair supports my legs, how am I going to support my body on the toilet?"
"Oh. Well I guess I'll just have to help you."
Rachel finally found the best position by holding Quinn's legs up at her waist.
"Close you eyes and your ears Berry. You hear!" "I don't care if you have to sing. Just block out the sound."
Quinn struggled to hold herself against two railings which where bolted behind her and the right wall, while attempting to pee into a cup which was placed over the toilet seat. Rachel only closed her eyes and began to hum. This is totally not awkward.
"Rachel are you seriously humming the potty song?"
Rachel had mentioned it to her before, she even sang it. It was the the first song she ever learned and it was when her father's found out that she could sing. They were trying to potty train her but she was afraid she'd get sucked in with the toilet when it flushed. The song calmed her.
Quinn could hear her giggling as she heard the blonde's pee tinkles into the plastic clear cup.
"Don't make me throw this cup at you." Rachel's humming grew louder but her laughter broke through from the thought of the girl threatening her from something she knew she was incapable of doing.
"Damn it!" Quinn hissed. She was getting pee all over the toilet seat because Rachel was shaking from laughter.
"Rachel Berry I swear to God I will pee on you if you don't stop!"
Rachel eyes blinked open and she sluggishly got up from the couch over to Quinn. She had borrowed some of Quinn's clothes yesterday night which barely fit her.
She unlatched the side of the bed and helped Quinn sit up. The blonde then struggled to move her legs towards the ends of the bed.
"Ok I lift on three. One, two, three." Rachel carried Quinn bottom up as she held onto her for her dear life. The twerp was called man hands alright but she was as weak as a twig.
Xxx
Rachel wakes up to Quinn staring at her. "Sorry about earlier today."
"Its ok It just caught me off guard. I forgot I was in the hospital. Plus I had a weird dream last night."
Quinn raised her eyebrows. "Oh really? What was it about?"
Rach closed her eyes trying to remember exactly what had happen. Wait. Didn't she just had an erotic dream of bounding Quinn to a chair on stage? What the hell was she planning to do to her if Quinn didn't wake her? She couldn't tell her any of that because honestly Rachel didn't see Quinn that way and she was with Finn.
"Um..I was an aerial acrobat. You know those people who wrap them selves in fabric."
"So you were a circus freak?" She laughed.
"No..no they are beautiful and highly talented. Not a freak in any way."
"I know Rach I was just kidding. I can imagine the whole thing actually. I mean your dream may be to be on Broadway but your heart belongs on stage." She clears her throat. " I've seen the way you sing Rach. Even for a small town in Ohio you belt out your vocals not for publicity but for yourself and the crowd. No matter how small it is, there is still that same passion in your voice."
She read her completely I mean anyone who was simple minded could but what bothered her was how long has Quinn been reading her.
"Um thanks Quinn. I'm pretty sure if I told anyone else at McKinley, they would laugh at me." She shyly looked down moving a strand of hair behind her ear. She looks down at her phone and sees three missed calls. "I think I should get home now, my dads called me like three times."
"Already? I was hoping we could catch some breakfast together before you go. I heard they have pretty good food here."
She glanced at her phone again. "Actually, breakfast sounds good."
Xxx
Rachel had forgotten her wedding dress after she had a good time talking with Quinn over breakfast, so she came to get it after school. She pushed the elevator button that marked "F2."
As she walked towards Quinn's room she saw Shelby exit in a hurry.
"Why, Hello Rachel."
"Shelby. You came by to drop off Beth right?"
"I know I might be late but Congratulation on your wedding."
"Oh um thanks but the wedding got cut off."
"Oh-"
"Berry is that you?" Puck's head popped out of the room and Rachel waved.
"Well goodbye Rachel. Tell Quinn I'll be picking her up at 7." Shelby walked away and Puck grabbed the girl from behind.
"Let's go Rach." He lifted her sweeping her into his arms into the room.
"Puck put me down this instance!" Quinn smiled widely as Rachel entered the room all riled up. Puck put her down on the couch.
Quinn was sitting up and Beth was in her arms.
"Rachel look." And she began to laugh as Beth began to kiss her.
"Give daddy some loving too!"
Puck reached for Beth and spun her around. He reached in to kiss her nose when she barfed on his face. She squealed and began to giggle.
"She's laughing. You think this is funny?"
He held her across from him and she began to laugh more.
"Ok that's it Miss your grounded." She began to wail.
"You are not going to ground our daughter. Give her to me." Puck handed her to Quinn.
"Rach come here." Rachel walked towards her.
"Hi Beth." Beth smiled clapping her hands.
"She likes you. Wait till she hears your amazing voice."
Puck grabbed a baby wipe and wiped his face.
"She loves when I sing to her with my guitar. I made her fall asleep once to my awesome rock star moves. I never felt so accomplished before."
Puck sat down leaning his head back into the couch.
"So when can you come back to McKinley? I mean this place is cool and all but it smells like my grandma's house."
"The doctor said I'm on leave in two weeks."
"Two weeks? But you didn't even break anything."
"They're waiting for some sign of brain damage or something. They also enrolled me in this physical therapy program where I slowly gain the strength to walk again. The doctors mentioned that the impact was a pretty massive and that I was lucky to even be in this condition in the first place."
Rachel had the urge to leave. She was the person who caused her end up in the hospital in the first place. She disliked talking or hearing about it like everything was ok because to be truthful it wasn't. Because of her there is a possibility that she will never walk again. There is a possibility that it might ruin her future. There was a possibility that their friendship might shatter. She couldn't lose Quinn. Of all people not her.
"My dad's are waiting for me outside. I just came to pick up my dress"
Shelby said she will pick Beth up at 7 and here is the clothes I borrowed the other day."
Rachel placed the bag of clothes on the couch and headed towards the closet, where here dress hung.
"When will I see you again?"
Rachel froze. Back against them.
"I'll come by tomorrow after school."
"Ok I'll see you then." She grabbed her dress which hanged from the rack and left the room with no response in return.
"Why is she in such a hurry? She loves babies. Especially cute ones like you."
He swooped Beth into his arms. "Isn't that right Beth."
"Do you think she thinks the accident is her fault?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Well why would she want to be here anyways? You terrorized her and you only started to be nice to her."
She slapped him in the arm.
"Hey I'm with child." He laughed grinning.
"Puck I'm being serious here."
"Okay Ok. Stop looking at me with those eyes. Its possible. Your dad literally screamed his lungs out when he approached her the day before."
"He what? I just saw my him this morning and he didn't say anything about it."
"Well I kind of overheard. Your dad was saying something about Yale. About a second chance. But after that I couldn't hear anything else because he began to whisper. You should of seen Berry's face though, she was completely petrified."
"And you didn't help her. Why didn't you step in."
"What could I have said? Hey I got your daughter pregnant and it wasn't the end of the world for her? They wouldn't have taken me seriously. I mean awhile back you didn't think I was capable of being a dad. Why would they think anything reasonably when it came to me."
He was right. The whole pregnancy thing still was a blur. "Sorry Noah."
Quinn never knew. All she knew was that she ended up in the hospital and woke up to Rachel. Yet these past two days she hasn't said a thing about the accident or wedding. A question then posed to her, what could she possibly be hiding from her?