She was driving, angry driving and I wanted to stop her but I was too scared of what might happen if I say a word. She just ran a stop sign and this is the road...my accident, the truck driver ran a stop sign.

'Rach? Rach.' Not a glance or a word or any proof that she heard me at all. I gently placed on her arm and she noticeably relaxed, that was new. 'Rach, please just pull over. I don't want you to be in a car crash, they're not fun. ' At this she turned to face me with a pout and slowed the car, pulling into the next stop.

'Thank-you.'

'I'm sorry Quinn, it's just I needed to get away from him.'

'I know, I understand. It's fine. Are we far enough away?'

'Yes. Quinn? Can I ask you something?'

'Sure.'

'Well, it's just, recently, you've been nicer to me and I sort of think we're closer now and I was just wondering if it's all for the assignment or...?'

She's so cute, she looks so nervous. I smiled at her, ' If you're trying to ask if we're friends now then it's always been a yes since you gave your...private possessions to Jacob to protect me. Yes I know that I haven't acted like it but you've always been an important part of my life and you were the one that helped me most with the pregnancy and with dealing with it afterwards and that's the most amazing thing because that was the part of my life that everyone thought worst of me. You saw me as myself and you've always seen the best in me and … you're the best friend I've ever had.'

She was crying, not just tears in her eyes she had water streaming down her face and I couldn't help but cry too. Hopefully hers are happy tears.

'Our friendship should probably hold back on the tears for awhile, huh?' She grinned under her tears.

'Yeah that would probably work best for both of us. Oh and that reminds me Quinn, we should go she your doctor...that is if you want me to go with you?'

'Did you not just hear the words I said, of course I want you there. You're the reason I can feel them again... I mean you were there when I first felt them again.'

She smiled again, not dropping when she turned on the engine again and started to drive in the direction of the hospital whilst I called the doctor to tell her we were on the way. Hopefully she's forgotten about Finn.

Seeing the doctor went well and he told us that I was making excellent progress and there was not much that we can do but carry on working at physical therapy, he gave me some painkillers if my legs started to hurt, he said it was likely and Rachel hissed a little at him for even bringing up the fact that I would be in pain. It was cute. We left the hospital shortly after, it still only being the start of last lesson at school.

'I can take you home if you want?'

'No.'

'Okay...'

'Why don't we just hang out for a while?'

'Sure.' She beamed.' Where do you want to go? You can come to my house? My dads are on their annual holiday for their anniversary.'

'Aww, well that's sweet. Yeah, we can go to your house.'

'Cool, it's pretty close to yours so I'll drive you home after.' She knows where I live...

'Thanks.'

We didn't talk the rest of the car ride, Rachel sang softly, almost as if she didn't know she was doing it. It was sweet.

…...

'So...this is my house.'

'I know, Rach. I've been here before.'

'I know, it's just all you saw was the basement and it wasn't really a formal introduction.'

'So I need to introduce myself to the house now?'

'Well...Sally is quite sweet, we have conversations every now and again although it is quite weird that she can see us all the time...' She joked, I hope. Oh, wait there's her grin, it was a joke.

'Well, Sally it's nice to meet you.' I tap on the nearest wall. Rachel laughed.

'Do you want to watch a film? I'm kind of tired and I can't think of much else to do.'

'Sure, you can show me Funny Girl, you talk about it all the time and I haven't gotten round to watching it yet.'

'This is going to be amazing, you'll love it!'

…...

She pressed her lips to mine as I pulled her closer to me and wrapped my arms around her neck. My breathe hitched as she ran her tongue along my bottom lip and she tried to push our bodies even closer as we stood in the hallway. She ran her hand up my spine and I shivered she moved her tongue over my lips again but pulled away and walked away from me without even uttering a word.

'Quinn? Sweetie?' Wait they were her words but she had long since faded away. 'Quinn, you fell asleep, you're in my house. It's late, I let you sleep as long as possible but you probably need to go home, right?'

I didn't just dream about Berry. Fuck, I did. I'm not gay. I do not like Berry and I am not gay. Fuck.

I picked myself up by my arms and sat in my wheelchair. 'I'm leaving. I don't know why the fuck I'm in your house, Berry.' with the last words I saw Rachel crumble falling back in her seat from standing up to help me in the chair. I'm not gay.

'I...you...I'll drive you home.'

'No, don't touch me , Manhands.' with that I left figured Rachel wouldn't be able to respond any time soon. I'm not gay and I don't like Berry.

….

School, who likes it? Seriously though you're forced to see the people you hate everyday and to listen to people who failed at life so they think they can teach you. What's the point? Wheeling through the corridor is just humiliating but everyone seems to get the point not to mess with me today and they're parting like the red sea again, it doesn't have the same effect any more though.

And there's Rachel, totally the person I want to see right now. Not.

'Quinn...can I talk to you?' Rachel, why the hell does she do this to me?

'No, leave me alone.'

You can almost see her crawling into a shell. It doesn't make me want to go back and apologise to her.

'Yo, Q. What the hell?' Oh, this should be fun.

'Santana.' I greet.

'No, you cannot talk to Rachel like that!' Since when did Santana defend anyone but Brittany?

'Oh, like you care.' I spat.

'I do and you do too, Q so quit this bull and go apologise. Don't make me go all Lima heights on your arse in a wheelchair 'cause I really don't wants to be doing that.' Beginning to raise her voice more.

'You can't tell me how I feel S, that is not how this works.' I spat at her.

'Oh, please Q. Do I need to tell you how you really feel? Or have you figured that out already and that's why you're being such a bitch! I know exactly the feeling, it won't help, you know that right?'

'I'm nothing like you Santana so don't go round thinking you know me!'

'Seems like I know you better than you know yourself.'

'Whatever, S. Leave me alone.'

'That's not going to happen and you know it , I'm not leaving you again especially if you need help dealing with this.' Her voice level again.

'I'm not dealing with anything.' It was so obviously a lie that I didn't even believe it.

'Just talk to me, Q please.' Her voice softened more than usual.

'That's kind of hard with the whole school listening!' I shouted more to the crowd gathering than at her.

'Alright, well we'll talk later, okay? Me and Brit are coming over to yours after school.'

I wheeled away, silently agreeing , maybe I did need to talk to someone and maybe Santana needed to be that person.