Thank-you for the reviews again, they're amazing even if they're like a word. For the Guest reviewer that pointed out that I was using 'tuck' instead of 'took' I knew that I was spelling it wrong but couldn't figure out how to spell it, it all seems so simple now! :) Thank-you for pointing it out :)

'Where do you want to go, your house, Q? Or hers?' Santana asked as she climbed into the car, Rachel lifting me into the seat beside her as if it was the most natural thing in the world, I really ...like this girl.

'Umm...could you take to the Lima Bean?' Trying not to piss the girl off, she was thinking about seeing Brittany now so I had to tread carefully.

'I don't run a freaking cab service her, Fabray.' Okay so I pissed her off.

'It's on the way to Brittany's anyway S so stop being a bitch.' I justify, her face calmed considerably.

'Alright, alright.'

'Thank-you.' I say as Rachel opens the door to get me out of the car.

'Thank-you, Santana. Goodbye.'

'Bye, Berry, Q.' God, seriously it's kind of shocking how frustrated she looked as she pulled away in the car.

Once sat in the coffee shop with our drinks, the table was only small so our knees touched underneath and if she would lean forward a few inches and I did the same our – Fabray, pull yourself together.

'Why'd you do that? You and Santana? Act like that to each other but still be friends?' She asked as if she'd been thinking about it for awhile.

'We always call out each other on our-' I pause for moment thinking of another word to use because I know Rachel doesn't like swearing. 'rubbish. It's how it's always been.' And it works, she's my best friend and I wouldn't have any other way, I think to myself.

'Oh.'

'Oh? That's it.' Slightly confused by her response.

'Yes, it's just different.'

Moving away from the topic although she still seems to be thinking about it for some reason. 'I need to explain about last night.'

'You kind of do.'

'Yeah, well I just freaked out because we were talking about my family and it's always been a bit '

'A bit, what Quinn?'

'My family's always been a sensitive topic for me with anyone, they were always something I was ashamed of them because of the way my dad judged everyone … like your fathers and anyone else who was maybe a little bit different but we always had to put on this whole happy family act and with all the Beth stuff it only got worse, being ashamed of them and myself because everyone saw the real family and the fact that my sister left six years ago for college and hasn't been back since. She still sends me letters though, my parents don't know. So needless to say this is the first time I've really talked about them and I just closed off but I need, no I want to share with you.'

'It's okay, I forgive you, I overreacted anyway. I'm glad you shared, it helped us both. If you need to talk, I'm your... close friend, I'm here for you.' She awkwardly mimicked my earlier description to the doctor.

'I was kind of hoping you were more than that but I'm not going to do that at the Lima Bean.'

'Oh and what would that be, Miss Fabray?'

'You'll just have to wait for our next date for that.' I winked at her across the table.

'Is that right?' I nodded my reply as she spoke. ' And what else is going to happen on this date?' Our eyes lock.

'Well...I'm going to walk over to you then I'll move your hair, like this.' Taking my time to gently tuck a stray hair behind her ear as she leaned close to me. ' And slowly lean in and then I wo-' I cut myself off, pushed my chair out from the table and headed for the door leaving a mumbling brunette behind me.

'Stupid rule.' I managed to hear from behind me as I hold the door for her.

….

My face was ridiculously close to hers, my nose occasionally brushing against her. I can her every hitched breath she takes and my breathing is faster by a fraction, my heart beat almost doubling it's normally pace as I stare into the eyes that that captivated me for such a long time. My indecent thoughts about her lips are interrupted when moves her tongue over them and they start to move.

'I really want to kiss you right now.'

'Me too.'

She huffs and rolls onto her back realising that yes, she'll wait for me. 'We should talk about something.' I always actually thinking that myself, I need to keep my mind of how close she is.

Five minutes of utter silence pass as our breathing evens out and I continue to stare at her profile.

'Can we...no, it's fine it was stupid.' She cuts herself off.

'Nothing you want is stupid Rach.' I take her hand from beside me on the bed and intertwine it with my own.

'Thank-you. Can we-' she cuts herself off again but this time I just wait for her to continue. 'Can we talk about Lucy?' That was not expected.

'Quinn? It's completely alright if you're not comfortable, I just want to know more about you and you are Lucy, whoever you label her as.'

'It's okay. We can talk about...me. What do you want to know?'

'Start at the beginning, when you start to feel uncomfortable in who you were?'

'I was near really able to pinpoint it to anything significant until recently when I admitted...who I am, well... There was this girl...' I didn't know how to continue but the sound of Rachel's voice helped me to let it out.

'There's always a girl... Can't live with them, can't live without them.' Her joke really calmed my nerves from opening up, finally.

'There was this girl and basically she was the most popular girl in middle school and I had a crush on her, though I was oblivious at the time, faking jealousy to myself or whatever it was. This one day when I was forced to sit next to her by a teacher, she moved her chair away from me and loudly whispered in the person on her other side's ear that she better give Lucy more room. The whole class apart from maybe one person laughed because her whispering was really loud and it was horribly embarrassing.

A little thing though it may seem, everything after that just built up and I just ended up putting more weight on because I eat for comfort. I still had a crush on the girl though and the couple of times she talked to me after that I was always as nice as I could possibly be, though I was nice to every one even though I never really had any friends. I would sit by myself in the bathroom and eat at lunch, I sat in the corner of classes, never talking to anyone, the teachers even started to ignore me after a while, I always paid attention in class though and all my attention was on work since I had no one to chat with. Then I started to sit by myself outside at lunch, not eating, anything I only ate one meal a day and then I would run as long as I could until I almost threw it up again, my parents noticed the weight loss but didn't say anything, thinking they might actually have another perfect daughter after all, the people at school noticed too, they didn't try so hard to avoid me any more.

That only spurred me on more though, I had to completely change over the summer and everyone would forget about the old me. My mum was all too happy to go ahead with the plastic surgery and I started to exercise more, knowing I was at a quite healthy weight I started to eat normally. I dyed my hair and then when I joined McKinley, Lucy was gone and Quinn was born.'

'I realised you went through a lot Quinn but wow. I can't imagine what it must feel like to be treated so badly that you want to change completely.' It wasn't exactly pity in her voice just curiosity.

'I know and just so you know, I know how unhealthy and dangerous the way I lost the weight was and I would never put myself through that again.' I tried to reassure her.

'I'm glad because all the Lucy Quinn Fabray I know has always been and will always be beautiful and I swear to you that if I would have met you as you were I think I still would have fallen for you.'

'Don't be ridiculous Rach, I was horrible with glasses and I was so big and my hair was ergh and I was just ugly.'

'I'm not being ridiculous, I love you for who you are inside Lucy and I think the person I wanted so badly to be friends with, the one I could feel was inside of the head cheerleader and I was determined to bring out, the one that I know now, is the person I fell for and that person still would have been there without the perfect blonde hair or the contacts or with the weight and the glasses because I fell in love with you, Lucy.'

'Did you just say you love me? And just call me Lucy?'

'Yes.'

'Damn this no kissing rule.'

'Looks like you have to hurry your perfect arse up with the walking thing, huh?' She began to sit up and she pulled me up after so the position wasn't as intimate.

'Looks like I do.'

She was still facing me from the other side of the bed and seriously, how can anyone not fall for this girl?

Lucy?'

A little taken back by the use of my real name, it's falls so perfectly

Can't kiss. Because Quinn can't walk so talk, Rachel asks to talk about Lucy , they do and Rachel calls her Lucy from now on because she thinks she would have fallen for the girl in the glasses as much as she has fallen for the Christian, mother, punk, beautiful women sat next to her.