A/N: Fluffy chapter to kind of settle things down here. Things have been pretty hectic in the story and not all that much has really happened yet, which I guess I'm not all that sorry about.

Next chapter should be up Wednesday, they only usual update day of the week.

As always, keep Reading and Reviewing and thanks to all the people who do, they are a great help.

Quinn POV because I think it will probably be easiest.

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Quinn turned off the ignition and got out if her car. Was she nervous? Hell to the yes was the only response that came to mind, but it had been an extremely long day and she figured she may as well push through one more elephant between herself and Rachel for the night. After tonight things had to become a lot more simple and easy right?

Quinn waited for Rachel to get her bag out of the car before opening the door to the house. She knew her mum was home and had talked to one of Rachel's dads, she wasn't sure which one because she had still been in a bit of shock, but that didn't mean she was sober or even awake now. Quinn walked inside and Rachel followed her, Quinn almost laughing at how Rachel's dropped open into a comical 'o'.

"Wow this place is massive, but a little daunting." Quinn actually laughed now but she knew it to be true. The house freaked Quinn out a bit as well, but only when she was alone.

"Mum?" Quinn called.

"Hello Quinnie. Good to see that you aren't dead." Quinn squeezed her eyes shut when she heard this; her mum was most definitely drunk tonight.

"I guess the Berry parents didn't like you very much if they are trying to kill you when they first met you." Judy continued. Quinn mouthed 'I'm so sorry' to Rachel before they stepped into the lounge room to find Judy Fabray lying down on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand.

"I assure you that my parents did not try to kill Quinn tonight Mrs Fabray. We just didn't know she was allergic to anything." Rachel spoke up.

"Oh you must be Rachel. You are a very talented little girl aren't you? It's hard to believe little Quinnie was mean to you and call me Judy why don't you?" Judy sat up and grabbed Rachel's cheeks as she spoke as though talking to a toddler.

Quinn watched distraught as her mother treated Rachel like a baby, especially seeing Judy was the one that needed taking care of. Quinn looked to Rachel to see how she was reacting and Quinn calmed down a bit when she saw that Rachel looked highly amused. She decided to put a stop to it anyway.

"Mum Rachel's staying the night okay? Come on Rachel we can put your things in my room." Judy didn't look happy when Rachel was out of her reach but called after them.

"There is some salad in the fridge. You probably didn't eat much so have some of that." Quinn was surprised her mum had even thought of that, especially seeing she hadn't herself. She only realised now that she was hungry and thought that Rachel probably was as well. So Quinn redirected them towards the kitchen and went through the fridge. Inside, already made up were two containers of salad. She took them out, handed one to Rachel and went to get a couple of forks.

"Do you want a drink?" Quinn asked, she didn't have company much because of her mum but prided herself on being a good hostess when she did.

"No I'm fine thanks."

"Are you sure?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

Quinn thought that this was probably a good question so she turned around and led them to the stairs. Quinn's door was a lot more understated than Rachel's and just had a simple sign on it in cursive writing which read 'Quinn's Room'. She opened the door and led them inside.

Quinn's room was a fair bit different from the rest of the house. Her house was filled with antique furniture, bland colours and forced family portraits, whereas Quinn's room had lots of colour and photos of her and her friends smiling genuinely. It was a fairly big room with a walk in robe and all. It was a little messy with her cheerio's things all around the room but it was mainly just to prove to herself that she wasn't like her parents.

"Your room is really pretty Quinn."

"Thanks Rach. Just chuck your stuff anywhere and we can eat on my bed. Hang on; did you bring your IPod so we can still listen to your music?" She liked listening to Rachel's music. It was really funny.

"Yes but as we are at your house I would suggest I get to make fun of your music." Quinn raised her eyebrow in the patented Quinn Fabray fashion but it was more out of amusement more than anything.

"Okay sure whatever you want. Just avoid going into my set lists."

"Why? Are bad songs on their or are they guilty pleasure songs? Songs you know you shouldn't like but do anyway." Quinn thought for a second.

"Probably have to say guilty pleasure songs. It's a bit like you with your rapping and heavy metal." Rachel smiled and to Quinn it looked a bit dangerous.

"Then I had better make sure I go through all of your songs until I find one of these guilty pleasure songs."

"Have fun doing that. I wish you good luck." Quinn smirked. Rachel had no idea that Quinn had changed all of the song names so that only she would know what song they actually were. She had done it ages ago just in case Santana or Brittany got a hold of her IPod. Quinn had both an IPod and an I Phone; she used the IPod for entertainment and the I Phone for talking. Quinn handed it to Rachel who quickly opened the music. Quinn watched as Rachel's brow got lower and lower as she went through the artists. When Rachel was done she was quiet for a second. Her face then split into a smile.

"You changed the artist's names so that nobody would find you guilty pleasures didn't you?"

"No of course not. I wouldn't do that." Quinn may as well have been talking to a wall for all the attention Rachel paid her. The brunette was now going through all of Quinn's songs. Finally Rachel broke out into laughter.

"No way Quinn. Jimmy Eat World? And you were making fun of me for Metallica? Well I guess I shouldn't feel so bad now."

"You shouldn't have felt bad anyway." Quinn mumbled. Rachel burst out laughing again.

"Obviously you would feel that way, seeing you have the same song." Quinn felt like her face was on fire.

"Just pick a stupid song." Quinn insisted.

"Okay, okay." Rachel quickly scrolled through and picked a song, she put it on shuffle and left it to pick the next song for them. Quinn decided that although they knew what each other were like, they didn't know each other's favourite things.

"So Rach, what's your favourite food?" Quinn asked as a general question to get the ball rolling.

"Want to know my favourite things now do you?" Rachel smirked.

"Well we know each other as people a little bit but we don't really know what we like and stuff."

"I guess you're right, um... I think my favourite food would have to be ice cream." Quinn's eyes widened and she was sure she had misheard what the diva had said.

"Ice cream?" she questioned.

"Vegan friendly of course."

"They make vegan friendly ice cream?"

"Of course they do. They make almost anything vegan friendly." Rachel said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Quinn rolled her eyes.

"I highly doubt that." She commented.

"Well I guess that I'll have to show you sometime then. Anyway, what's yours?" Quinn smiled when Rachel said that she would have to show her sometime. It made her feel like Rachel wanted them to be friends for a long time too.

"Bacon." She didn't even need to think about that for a second.

"But I do love ice cream, especially on a hot day." Quinn added as an afterthought.

"Bacon...really? After all the suffering of those poor little piggies. How can you condone that?" Rachel looked scandalised.

"I'm sorry Rachel, I don't like the little piggies getting hurt but bacon is too good to pass up." Quinn put on her best pouty face. It was not very often she let anyone see this face anymore but she trusted Rachel. She used to do it all of the time to her mum when she was little. She was pleased when Rachel's face softened considerably.

"It's okay Quinn. I just always think of the little piggies when I see any kind of meat."Rachel said in a soft voice.

Quinn was about to ask if it was always a pig even if someone were eating beef, but she caught herself just in time. You got away with that there, don't push your luck, she told herself. She didn't know why she was so eager to have the diva's approval but she still wanted it.

"How about favourite pastime?" Quinn asked although she could probably have guessed the answer.

"Singing of course. You?" Yep, definitely would have guessed that.

"I guess I like reading the most. I like the idea of endless possibilities."If Rachel was shocked, she did well to cover it.

"I thought so; you seem to always have a book with you almost where ever you go. What really annoys you?" Rachel asked. Quinn was about to say 'you' but she remember that the diva really didn't at all. She stopped to think.

"When people half-ass stuff that matters. It's okay if it doesn't affect anyone but more often than not someone else pays for it." Especially when it's me that pays for it, Quinn thought.

"Like when?"

"In cheerio's. If someone doesn't put all of their effort into something at training then we usually all end up doing a lot of running for what that one person didn't do properly. Anyway, what about you?" That happened a lot, especially when there were new or young cheerio's in the squad.

"Well I guess when Finn eats meat when he is with me and he has an open mouth. Or when he would try to kiss me after." Rachel shuddered at the thought. Quinn made a mental note to avoid eating meat around Rachel if she could; she felt that Finn doing that was disgusting as well. Who tries to kiss their vegan girlfriend after eating meat and not brushing their teeth?

-/- Rachel POV

This evening had gone nothing like the way Rachel had thought it would. She figured that Quinn would meet her dads, have some not so emotionally bearing questions asked, then Quinn would go home and they would be a little bit closer as friends. What she didn't expect was for her parents to attack Quinn verbally with things they knew would hurt her, consol her, ask her to stay for dinner and then almost kill her.

When Rachel had seen Quinn trying to gasp for breath she was terrified and was even more scared when her dad had stuck a needle into her, from then on she wasn't going to let Quinn go anywhere where Rachel couldn't reach in less than five seconds. So she was pleased when Quinn asked her to stay with her. It made her feel needed.

Now here they were in Quinn's bedroom, listening to Quinn's music and sitting on Quinn's bed. Three things Rachel had never thought she would have the chance of doing. She was even pleased she had gotten to meet the cheerleader's mum because the woman had been nice, and although Rachel didn't want to dream, she thought that Judy adored her.

All too soon it was starting to get pretty late and when Quinn yawned, Rachel insisted that they go to bed. As much as she wanted to sit there talking with Quinn forever, the blonde needed her sleep. Rachel got changed in the bathroom across the hall. She was wearing some pink sleep shorts and a worn t-shirt.

When she was done Quinn was already changed and pulling the covers over her body. When she Rachel standing at the door she shifted to one side and lifted the covers off the other, silently telling Rachel to get in. When Rachel got in the bed she realised something.

"Oh my God." She said.

"What?" Quinn asked suddenly alarmed.

"It's stupid, don't worry."

"No tell me." Quinn pressed.

"It's just that you are going to e the first person I have ever 'slept' with." She added air quotes at the word slept.

"Well if you feel uncomfortable with it then I can sleep on the couch or guest bedroom or something."

"No, no it's fine. I mean we aren't having sex or anything, just sleeping next to each other. It's actually kind of comforting to know that I'm not alone." Rachel thought she could feel her body respond when she had said 'sex', she thought she felt her panties dampen a bit. Rachel didn't know what to think so she wrote it off as the excitement of sex in general.

She also thought she see Quinn flush a bit but didn't think too much into that, I mean the girl just had a medical problem so it may have just been one of the small reactions.

"If you're sure..." Quinn started.

"Of course I am, I'm me." She used a bit of humour to calm the blonde's worries.

Quinn reached over her and turned off the light. When she laid back down her it became a bit awkward. At the slightest contact one of them would jump as they tried desperately to give each other space.

"Okay, this isn't working. Can we just cuddle so that we don't tense up at the slightest touch, because at this rate we won't get any sleep." Rachel thought that Quinn had guts for asking to cuddle but was more than happy to comply. They needed their sleep.

"Yeah sure." They wrapped their arms around each other but it was still an awkward position as they tried to keep their bodies at a respectable distance. Feeling that it was her turn to be forward and take a risk, Rachel moved her body into Quinn's so that they were connected all of the way down.

"Is this okay?" She asked. She needed to be sure that she wasn't pushing any boundaries.

"I guess." Quinn sounded a little breathless. Maybe she hadn't expected the contact. Rachel took a deep breath and tried to go to sleep. Before long she fell asleep but if she had of opened her eyes, she would have seen the blonde watching her with a soft smile on her face.