Quinn was excited to show off the brand new pink casts that stretched from her ankle to her knee. She wanted time to go by faster so she attempted to sleep but could barely get fifteenth minutes of rest, thinking of how the diva would react when she discovered that she had picked the color pink for her but that wasn't the only reason. The cast was unbearable she could no longer scratch when she was itchy, it made her legs awfully sweaty, and worse of all it made her feel constricted. Not only was she confined in a hospital room but her legs were too.
During a thirty minute time period, she is trying to adjust the bed to get in a more comfortable position but it doesn't help, instead it makes her more frustrated and she sits watching the clock's hands move in anticipation for it to fly by. She lost all hope after it makes it around once. Her only solution was to get out.
She lifts her hand and hovers over the button that says call, on the telephone stand, and presses it. The blonde never though she'd need to use this and she felt like a burden on other people when she had to call them for help. She also felt guilty for using it because she was in better shape then others in the hospital.
A few minutes later Eleanor comes storming into the room and has a worried expression on her face. Of course that would be her initial reaction. The blonde had never used the button before and she insisted on helping herself when she was around her.
"Something wrong child?"
She quickly goes to her bedside and puts her hand over the blonde's forehead to check for any raise in temperature. Quinn smiles at how much care she had for her and takes her hand off her forehead. Eleanor was a bit rough-hearted but she was kind and affectionate at times. Times like this.
"No. Sorry I worried you." The blonde smiles at her and she quickly replies in a high tone.
"Girl, you did not worry me. You just surprised me." She wipes her forehead with her handkerchief and breathes in deeply. She hadn't noticed she was breathing heavily until she sat down.
"I had to run up 10 flights of stairs. Oh boy, am I out of shape."
Quinn smile burst into laughter because of how unbelievable she was being. The nurse cared for her as if she was her child and reprimanded her when she didn't drink her milk.
All the tension that had built up on her face releases and she gave a soft smile. Quinn felt sorry she worried the woman. She was young but it seemed like the job put a lot on her face. Maybe, that is why she was so strong at heart. Not because she was just plain mean but because she wanted to mask her feelings.
"So why you call me up for?"
Her sweet voice returned to being snappy, because 10 flights of stairs weren't going to be for nothing. Quinn startled for the change of tone cleared her throat.
"I wanted to ask you for a favor."
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Rachel enters the room with a overstuffed tote bag on her side. She puts it down on the couch and walks over to Quinn when she gasp.
"Oh my god is that the Rachel Berry. The small town Ohio girl who made it big on Broadway?
Rachel didn't quite catch her name and just stands around looking to who the blonde was referring to. She was excited as she was. Who did Quinn see and where was she?
"I cant believe you got my email and came to sing me in the hospital!"
Rachel points at herself and mouths me? Quinn nods her head but she is still slightly confused but catches on. She begins to sing and New york, New york by no one other than Barbara.
"Start spreading the news I am leaving today. I want to be a part of it New York, New York." Rachel twirls and jumps around the room.
Quinn can't help but laugh at the girls enthusiasm and her response to role play.
The brunette clasps her hands together and rests her head on it and wakes up singing, "I want to wake up in that city that doesn't sleep."
She kicks her feet up and picks up the speed in her voice.
"These are little town blues. They have all melted away. If I can make it there. You know, I'm gonna make it just about anywhere."
"Come on, come through New York New York.
She raises her hands in the air and sings at the top of her lungs "New York!"
Quinn claps loudly unable to control the energy that has risen in the pit of stomach to hear the diva sing. She has never sung to her like that before or ever has. They had duets but she never actually sang for her only. Rachel bows and her face is flushed red as patients in the hallway are clapping and are looking at her.
Quinn whips out a black sharpie quickly from underneath the blanket and hold it in front of Rachel.
"Can I get your autograph?"
Rachel smiles and hums, "Why of course you may."
She grabs the sharpie and Quinn lifts the blanket that covers her cast. Rachel breaks out of character and gasp.
Quinn smirks at her shocked expression. She waits patiently for to respond. Rachel leans her head to the side and smiles.
"You know I just love and adore the color pink."
Quinn playfully teases her, "Well it was between white and pink so of course I'd pick pink its more fashionable."
Rachel rolls her eyes. She knew the blonde had picked that color just for her.
"So, who do I make this out to?" She uncaps the pen write her name in big letters across her right cast.
Quinn gasp at the sight. She knew she was going to sign it but across her whole leg? Rachel laughed at her reaction and she bit her lip in response.
"Quinn Fabray, Rachel Berry's number one fan."
Rachel looks up shocked and her voice is shaky. She knew her voice was amazing and shes seen Quinn give into her voice plenty of times even though she was convinced she hated her but she never admitted that she like it.
"Is that true Quinn?"
She laughs at her bashfully and sarcastically mutters a maybe.
Rachel smiles and begins to put stars all over and Quinn couldn't help but laugh at the diva.
"What? Stars are always the perfect touches."
Quinn smiles and Rachel does also.
After perfecting the signature she runs over to the couch and grabs the tote bag. She places it on the side of the bed.
"Guess what?"
The blonde could see the excitement in her eyes and was sort of afraid of what she had in her bag but she pressed forward with a reply.
"What?"
"I brought soap!" One by one Rachel takes out herbal shampoo and other remedies and they begin to pile up on the bed. Quinn's mouth dropped when Rachel had said she brought a few things from home. If this was a few what else was at her home? A personal spa in her bathroom?
"Wow."
"Hospitals are filthy, there are germs everywhere. Immediately, when I come home I take a hour long shower, facial scrub and other necessities."
"Do you also strip naked and burn your clothes when you get home?" she says in a playful tone.
"That is just absurd, I just throw it in the rinse cycle twice"
Quinn cant help but laugh at her efforts to eliminate germs.
"You can't get rid of them forever. Even if you tried to put earth in a big washing machine."
"Well then you clearly don't know me Quinn." She places her hands over her hips and pouts.
"I think I know you well, I am a big fan after all."
Her tone reminded her of when she didn't acknowledge marrying Finn as an option and it made her mad at the thought that she was so manipulative and convincing that her opinion was the only right one. Rachel rolls her eyes and drops the conversation.
She holds up the bottles to her chest ready to go, "So are we going to hit the showers?"
"Not quite. I have to show you something that I been working on all day."
"Ok. What is it?" Rachel waits and for the blonde to show her but she tells her to put the bottles down.
"Close your eyes first." Rachel shuts her eyes and leaves just enough space to see.
"I can tell your peeking so cover your eyes with your hands." The diva giggles and covers them. She can hear Quinn digging into a plastic bag. Quinn unwraps the tissue paper covering the the gold glittery stick figurine of an Oscar made out of a milk carton and Popsicle sticks.
"Keep them shut." The brunette closes her eyes tighter.
Quinn then speaks in a deep voice, "Ladies and gentleman the award of best leading actress goes to Rachel Berry!" She places the figurine into her hands and the brunette opens her eyes at the sparkling figure.
"You...you did this? I mean you even have golden stars surrounding my name."
"I went to the gift shop earlier today and they had this big bag full of wooden sticks. The idea came to my mind when I saw glitter and stars. I wanted to make something so I bought a few glue sticks and ta dah!"
Rachel laughs and her tears overwhelm her. This just proves that Quinn wasn't only her friend but a big fan who believed that she was going to make it not only on Broadway but in movies as well.
"Thank you Quinn this is better than Hanukkah!"
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Quinn and Rachel come back after their afternoon walk and Sam, Joe and Mercedes are sitting on the couch.
A squeal of happiness rushes over the girl's face. "Quinn!"
Mercedes gets up and hugs the girl bending down into her shoulder. She lets go and looks at Quinn in the eyes.
"Is it just me or do you smell like Rachel Berry." Quinn laughed at her amused face.
She grabs her hand and smells it. "Oh my Bejebus you smell like her strawberry moisturizer too."
"She insisted in bringing in her own soap."
Rachel breaks into the conversation, "Of course this place is horrific of germs...just everywhere. Crawling and infesting on every single surface. It's like a farm in here but with microorganisms."
"I'm surprised your here then." Sam replies smiling.
"Of course, Quinn is my dear friend. Right Quinn?" She bends down and leans her head on her shoulder and smiles. They laugh when Quinn raises an eyebrow. The two had been getting closer this year and it was nice to see them getting along for once.
"Can you guys help her get back into bed? I have trouble doing it myself and I would appreciate if I got a break for once."
"Of course." Sam lifts her and places her on the bed. Then grabs Rachel off guard and places her right next to her. Quinn wraps her arm around Rachel and she places her head on her shoulder.
"So how you guys been?"
Mercedes speaks happily, "Better. Actually, that's why we came here. We wanted to say grace and of course see how well you were doing."
Sam continues on with her sentence, "We were suppose to deliver you a basket of fruit salad but we couldn't contact you for your room number. Plus we wanted to deliver it in person."
"Thank guys." She smiled as Sam gives her a plastic covered bowl of fruit. She picks up a piece of pineapple and eats its.
"Its good too see your getting better Q."
"I believe the reason I'm getting better rapidly is because of Rachel." The blonde places her hand underneath the brunette's chin putting her on display. Rachel shyly ducks her head in her shoulder. She's done so many embarrassing things with Quinn this past week and she knew she'd be a wreck without her.
"I can only imagine. Your stuck in bed all day."
"Pretty much." She looks at the red faced Rachel and offers her a cantaloupe and she eats it whole.
Sam holds Mercedes hand and she catches it.
"Are you guys holding hands?" She raises an eyebrow and the couple are flushed red.
"Yeah. Thanks to you me and Sam have finally came to our terms."
Quinn laughs, "Finally." as she places another fruit in her mouth.
"Well I give you my blessings."
Quinn sees Joe in the background and he sits in the wheelchair and wheels toward her.
"Hey Quinn."
"Hi Joe."
He handed her a weirdly shaped gift and she wrinkled her eyebrow. What the heck was in this crazy contraption.
"I made it this morning. Thought you'd like it." He chuckled and he cued her to open it.
Sam added on, "Q you'd love it, I saw him make it."
"Uhh ok." She begins to to unwrap the newspaper wrapped present. She smiles and laughs when she finds two pieces different sizes of sticks arranged in a cross like way wrapped with yellow dry grass.
"Wow this is something. I mean its made out of complete junk but its incredible. How did you make this?"
"Glad you like it." He grins and leans back into the wheelchair happy.
Rachel whispers in Quinn's ear "I think he likes you."
"Rachel he is just being nice."
"Do you see the way he smiles at you"
"I think that's just his personality."
"How can you not see it! You guys would look absolutely cute together."
Quinn looks at Rachel. It made her wonder if anyone had seen her look that way towards her. She used to hide it as much as she could but would her recent actions call as friendly?
"but, I made you something Rach."
"Yes but your a girl and your obviously straight."
Quinn didn't say another word.
"Mercedes. I heard they have killer tater tots in the cafeteria."
"Seriously?" Mercedes was dragging Sam along even before she said yes.
Rachel hops off the bed.
"Where are you going?" He turns turns his head around as Rachel walks past him.
She pats him on the shoulder, "I'm quite hungry also. Why don't you stay here and keep Quinn some company."
Once she reached the door way she winks and Quinn mouths her name in anger.
He turned around and she falsely smiled.
He looks at her cast, "Pink huh? Never thought you'd like that color."
"I actually dyed my hair pink once."
"Wicked man. Must of been so bad ass. Quinn laughed she never thought teen Jesus would say something like that.
"You underestimated me sometimes you know."
"What do you mean?"
"Well for starters how you agreed to sing for Brittney. You got to be the biggest Jesus freak here. You gave me a cross for goodness sake. " she is laughing now and his grin grew wider.
He moves to sit at the edge of her bed.
"You know I was never always like this." He holds his cross close to his chest as if he is about to unravel parts of his past that he isn't exactly proud of.
"What?"
"I used to be involved in a lot of bad things until I found God. I got the tattoo of Jesus only few months ago and I got dreads to represent each of the apostles. I mean changing my image won't change the fact that I didn't sin but It helps me cope with what I dealt with in the past. People judge you by your image and it's a way people can't brand me. You know."
"Yeah. I kind of understand. What exactly did you do?" She didn't think she'd have a lot in common with him besides being a Christian but the fact that he said that he didn't want to be branded by his past made her want to learn more about him.
"Believe it or not but I used to be a drug addict. I used to do a lot of Meth and Cocaine. The way people looked at me made me more restless even my family turned against me. They looked at me like I was a thing, that I was a monster but the truth was I was hooked and I needed help. That's when I accidentally stumbled into a church when I was high and that's when it hit me."
Although they barely met, she felt comfortable with the sound of his voice that it made her open up. The way he openly told her about his past made her feel like she could trust him.
She chews on the inside of her cheek, "Can I tell you something?"
"What? That your gay?"
She frowned at him. Did she say something out loud that she didn't want to say or did she mishear him.
"No..."
"Oh my bad I meant lesbian. Recently, I did some research online and I found out that people dislike when you use the wrong term. I heard of gay before but never lesbian."
Her eyes widen in disbelief and she swallowed deeply..his guess was way off but how did he know?
"I.."
"Its ok I wont tell anyone."
She couldn't come up with the right words to respond but the panic on her face screamed, how did you know.
He takes a breather and she reciprocates his action.
"Its written all over your face Quinn. I never really met a gay person but when Mercedes hugged you I saw your eyes light up when she mentioned Rachel. If you don't call that love what else do you call it? I don't know you that well but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out your obviously gay for her."
The blonde is still speechless and he smiled friendly to reassured her that she can trust him.
"I ship you guys."
"Ship us? Is that some biblical reference?"
He chuckles loudly. Quinn couldn't help but reference him to everything that was in the bible. I mean just look at him!
"Trust me if I was Noah, you and that little girl crush of yours would be the first on my ship." Quinn is bawling out in amusement and clenches her stomach from the pain in her abs. It felt good to know that someone understood her in a way and accepted her.
The group return to the room with another guest. Puck.
"Hey Babe." He pushes Joe out of the way and hugs her tightly.
"Puck!" She squeals as he tickles her and kisses her innocently on the cheek.
"Where is my Eleanor?"
She laughs and hits him. "God Puck, is that what you came here for? Date your own age!"
"No. I came for her and to I have good news to bear." She rolls her eyes.
"What is the good news?"
"Beth."
"What about her?"
"Q, she wants you in her life. Shelby keeps telling me she wants to see Q. Q! Q! Q! She was practically chanting it when I came by to drop off the sippy cup she left and then she started crying when she figured out you weren't coming."
Quinn smiles as she pictures the whole scene play out.
"She's reconsidering things. Shelby believes that she cant keep her from having you in her life so she's going to let her see you more, as aunt Q that is."
Quinn is hurt but is overjoyed at the same time. She might not be her mother but at least she is going to be part of her life more. She is teary eyed and wipes her eyes before it falls to her cheek.
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Sam and Mercedes are writing on Quinn's cast while Puckerman is sharing notes with Joe.
"You rock man. I always thought Christian freaks played only their kind of music. I never thought you'd be into metallic." He sticks out his tongue out and throws a rock symbol.
Rachel is snuggling against Quinn as they catch up on each others day when Puck interrupts.
"So where do you think I can find Eleanor?" he grins widely.
"Puck don't even think of pressing that button."
"What button?" Oh no, she blurted out something she shouldn't had.
He looks down at a call button, presses it and runs as far away from Quinn as possible. He then leans against the door frame, smoothes his hair back and flashes a smile.
A few minutes later Doctor Grant walk into the room.
"You needed something Ms. Fabray?"
"Oh no. Sorry, my friend here pressed it on accident."
He walks by the door giving Puck a cynical look.
"If that was Eleanor she woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Either way I'm not satisfied." he shakes his head in disapproval. Rachel laughs infectiously and the rest laugh as well.
It time to leave and everyone greets Quinn goodbye.
Puck gives her a bear hug and kisses her on the forehead. "I'll come by with Beth next week."
He then ruffles Rachel's hair lightly. "Bye Rach." He makes it half way past the door way when a sexy nurse pass by him. Puck turns his head towards them grinning.
"God Puck! Go home!" He laughs and winks at them heading towards the the direction of the nurse.
Mercedes hugs her. "Remind me to bring a Tupperware next time. Mama loves her tatter tots."
Sam holds her hand, "Yeah, but you love me more right."
She doesn't say a word runs into the hallway. Sam follows behind her and they could hear his voice echoing in the hallway, "You love me more right? Trout lips are so much better than tater tots!"
Quinn was happy of the new company her friends giving her but-
Mercedes darts her head back into the room, "Oh heads up, Brittany and Santana told me they were going to come over tomorrow."
-but it meant she no longer was going to be alone with Rachel. At least, when they are there.
"Ok thanks. Tell them I'll be expecting them to drop by."
Joe stands up and picks up his guitar, "Well girls looks like I'm the last to say goodbye." He winks at Quinn and begins playing his guitar facing them as he exits the room. Rachel smiles and nudges her side.
"He so likes you." Quinn laughs at how wrong the girl was.
He shipped them for goodness sakes.
I'm surprised on how fast you guys are filling up my email. Literally when I check it there is new notices, so thank for that. It makes me extremely happy. Anyways, I hope I'm not boring you guys so far. I promise the story will pick up soon! So fellow fabberians read on :)