A.N. Yay! Update. I have more chapters backlogged but my urge to update has tapered somewhat. I'm still writing though, everyday, and I have the entire thing thought out.

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Posted in honor of Glee not being on tonight *Glares at Fox*

Monday February 1, 2010

3:35 P.M.

Kurt, Mercedes, Quinn, and Rachel grouped together that day in glee. Now that Mercedes had gotten to know Rachel and Quinn, she seemed more content to hang around the two girls. Both Rachel and Quinn had to be careful around Mercedes though because she had a nose for gossip and Rachel and Quinn were prime material. The four students had arrived first and Mercedes and Rachel were having a runoff, going higher and higher with their voices, but for once the competition seemed friendly rather than hostile.

The rest of the team filtered in slowly and sat to watch the two divas.

Santana plopped down next to Quinn and whispered in her ear, "Check out the lungs on Berry, you know if you don't tap that I might have to."

Quinn leveled Santana with a nasty look, "God you and Puck are the same sometimes."

Santana's smirk was wiped off her face, "Take that back."

Quinn sneered playfully, "No."

The door opened and Mr. Schue entered the room with Jesse on his heels just as Rachel hit an ear splitting high note, once more illustrating why she was the star of the club. Santana elbowed Quinn and the blonde turned her attention to St. James. The spy was focused on Rachel like a talent seeking missile.

Mr. Schue clapped his hands, "Glee is going to be a bit short today because of parent/teacher conferences. So we need to get right to work."

Rachel and Mercedes moved to take their seats.

Rachel made to sit next to Quinn but was waylaid by Jesse, "I think we should sit together Rachel. As the two leads we need to work on our rapport."

Quinn let out a snarl but it was Santana who hissed out, "We saved her a seat up here." She pointed at the seat next to Quinn and Rachel's eyes widened before she hurried to sit next to Quinn.

Jesse shrugged and zeroed in on the seat in front of Rachel and ended up nearly sitting in Puck's lap. The mohawked boy scowled up at him and crossed his arms.

Jesse sighed and took the seat next to Kurt.

Belatedly Finn blurted, "Hey! I'm the male lead."

Kurt reached out and patted Finn's knee and fought the urge to say "there there," to the tall boy.

Jesse sneered, "For now."

Mercedes muttered, "Great, now we'll never get a solo."

Kurt turned and offered the black girl a conciliatory smile. A moment later he heard a giggle from the back of the risers and whirled to see Rachel laughing at something Quinn had said. The little diva was wedged between Quinn and Santana and actually seemed content. It might have been the Cheerio next to her but Kurt was hit with a thought that made his jaw drop.

He pulled out his cell and sent a text to both Rachel and Mercedes,

I need to talk to you both after Glee!

He watched Mercedes check her phone and heard Rachel flip open her own.

Mercedes gave him a nod and Rachel offered one of her own when he looked at her. Kurt smirked; after the three of them finished helping Coach Sylvester with her 'look' they were going to get something out of it.

Friday February 5, 2010

6:51 P.M.

Quinn eyed Santana from the sidelines as she stretched for the half-time show that was coming up. The Latina had insisted that Quinn come to the basketball game. Quinn wasn't sure why because she knew next to nothing about the game and she could have been hanging out with Rachel. In fact the only reason she had come at all was because Rachel had claimed a previous engagement that night. That, coupled with the fact that Quinn was about to watch some more very bad basketball, made for a very unhappy Quinn, made worse a moment later when Jesse St. James sat down right next to her.

She scowled at him, "Are you lost?"

Jesse shrugged, "You were the first glee kid I could find," He paused and then quietly continued, "I don't have any friends here."

Quinn softened slightly, "Oh… well fine."

Jesse gave her a grateful smile, "So is the team any good? I just got here."

Quinn snorted, "No. The cheerleaders are though. Most people come to watch them."

Jesse shifted, "Oh." He was quiet for a moment and then he spoke, "You seem like the type to be on the team."

Quinn's answer was clipped, "I was."

Jesse's voice peeked curiously, "Was?"

Quinn sighed and pointed to her stomach, "Was."

Jesse's jaw dropped, "Wow. I didn't even… I thought you were…"

Quinn turned to look at him, "You thought I was what?"

Jesse muttered, "I just thought you and Rachel were… complicated… together. I thought you liked girls."

Quinn shook her head, "I don't like girls."

Jesse looked surprised, "I must have read that wro…"

Quinn cut him off quietly, "I love Rachel."

Jesse's mouth snapped shut.

The lights dimmed and Jesse breathed, "What in the hell?"

Quinn chuckled, "Half-time show St. James. McKinley takes its cheerleading very seriously."

The two watched as the Cheerios filtered out and got into formation and then Quinn recognized the song.

She smiled, "You'll like this. The Cheerios added vocals to this routine."

Jesse grinned, "I love Madonna. We never do things like this over at Carmel. Shelb…" He cut himself off and Quinn turned to eye him.

A moment later Kurt and Mercedes were strutting down the lane made by the Cheerios, belting at the top of their lungs.

Jesse breathed, "God he is so good."

Quinn smiled, "He's single too."

Jesse tore his eyes away from Kurt, "What?"

Quinn shrugged, "Hey, if you like Kurt who am I to judge?"

Jesse was quick to reply, "I'm supposed to go after Rac…"

Quinn finished his sentence, "Rachel? Believe me I know."

Jesse replied, "It isn't what you think, I swear it isn't about breaking her heart or something stupid like that."

Out of the corner of her Quinn caught a flash of a very particular shade of brown out on the court and snapped her attention to where a new Cheerio was being lifted to the top of the pyramid. The little brunette had on a microphone and from the top of the pyramid she opened her mouth and took over the song.

The students in attendance were all speechless. It was well known that Rachel Berry was one of the few students that had the goods to get the hell out of Lima but few had ever taken the time to truly listen to her talent. There at the top of the pyramid every kid in the gym was reminded of why Rachel Berry would one day be a star.

Quinn was stunned. This was different to say the least. She watched as Rachel was caught as she dropped from the top and Santana took her place. She watched as Rachel was tossed next to Mercedes and Kurt. Together Rachel, Mercedes, and Kurt finished the song in true Diva fashion with a note that would have made Madonna balk. They struck a pose and defiantly eyed the collective student body of McKinley.

From the sidelines Sue Sylvester smirked triumphantly and William Schuster frowned like someone had murdered his dog.

7:43 P.M.

Quinn leaned against the wall just outside the Cheerios locker room.

She scowled at Santana when the brunette exited with Brittany, "Told you that you had to come to the game, Q."

Quinn snapped, "A little warning would have been nice."

Santana linked her pinky with Brittany's and pulled the tall blonde away, "You can thank me later Tubbers!"

Quinn shook her head and returned her attention to the door. It swung open and the three Divas filed out, still on a performance high.

Rachel was nearly vibrating, "That last note was absolutely insane. I wasn't sure it would play but I am so glad to have been proven wrong."

Mercedes replied immodestly, "I knew we'd rock it."

Kurt let out a cackle, "Did you see the look on everyone's' faces!"

Quinn cleared her throat, "Nice show guys."

The three divas smiled at her, though Rachel's was tentative.

Kurt grabbed Mercedes by the arm and declared, "I am famished. We'll see you two ladies later." He pulled the black girl away.

Rachel smoothed out the Cheerio's skirt she still wore, "Surprise?"

Quinn quirked an eyebrow, "It sure was. How did you manage to keep it a secret?"

Rachel let out a puff of air, "It was nearly impossible! I wanted to just tell you but Santana mentioned something about surprising you with the outfit."

Quinn looked the brunette up and down and licked her lips without meaning to. She hoped Rachel didn't notice.

"When… when you look at me like that I feel like you want to devour me." Rachel's voice was small and a little breathy.

Quinn met Rachel's eyes, "I do." She took a step towards Rachel.

Rachel's breath hitched, "Quinn…" She moved forward as well.

Quinn held out her hand and Rachel took it almost immediately, "I like my surprise."

Rachel ducked her head, "I'm glad."

Quinn's voice was low and husky, "…I know you need time, but can I… Can I kiss you, just once right now?"

Rachel's eyes shuttered and she breathed, "Ye…" She didn't finish. Quinn pressed forward and captured Rachel's lips in a heated kiss. Rachel's hands clutched at Quinn while the blonde's hands curled around the fabric at Rachel's waist. Quinn's tongue almost immediately sought Rachel's and the little Diva was quick to reciprocate. Moments later Quinn had Rachel's back pressed against brick wall right next to the locker room doors. Her hands wanted to wander but she refrained from getting handsy. At least she refrained until Rachel reached for one of her hands and dragged it to her leg. The little diva hiked her leg up to hook around Quinn's hip and the blonde let out a groan as her hand gripped Rachel's thigh. This was insane. She and Rachel were in public and this was only their second kiss and yet Quinn was more than ready to finish what they had started.

"Oh. My. God!" The two girls sprang apart and turned red faced to face the unwelcome intruder.

Mercedes stood there, slaw jawed, "You… what the hell?"

Rachel was the first to speak, "Mercedes, I am aware that this must be quite the shock to you but I would like to request that you refrain from telling people."

Quinn, who was still a little foggy because of the kiss and a little put out that Rachel wasn't, muttered "Yeah."

Mercedes held up a hand, "When did you two get together?"

Rachel shook her head, "We aren't together."

Quinn added, "Officially."

Rachel nodded, "We are taking it slow."

Mercedes pointed to the wall where Quinn had had Rachel pinned, "That didn't look like slow…"

Quinn shook her head, "That was more like zero to sixty in 4.5 seconds."

Rachel's face flamed but she lifted her chin and announced haughtily, "I would like to state for the record that this was not my fault, Quinn is an excellent kisser."

Quinn's chest puffed forward proudly, "I blame the uniform." Rachel's face flamed even more but she smiled shyly.

Mercedes shook her head, "How long has this been going on."

Rachel smiled happily, "Quinn made her feelings for me known right after Sectionals. We are taking it very slow though. Quinn is dealing with more than enough stress without adding a girlfriend like me to the mix."

Mercedes hedged, "So you are waiting until the baby is born before…"

Quinn finished, "Before we make it official yes."

Mercedes nodded, "Ah… so I'm guessing you don't want anyone to know?"

Quinn shrugged, "We don't really want the attention right now."

"Mercedes?" Kurt came pelting around the corner. The boy's hair was ruffled and he was breathing heavily, "There you are! I told you I'd get your phone for you."

Mercedes smirked, "You were busy flirting with Jesse."

Quinn perked up, "Really?"

Kurt waved her off, "We weren't flirting. He was just telling me he enjoyed our routine." Kurt tried to exchange a look with Quinn without Mercedes noticing.

She did, "You know don't you?"

Kurt immediately averted his eyes and muttered, "Know what?"

Mercedes looked at the two girls who were trying to appear innocent and snorted, "About these two and their Ellen impersonations."

"Hey!" Quinn snapped.

"I'm Ellen! Quinn can be Portia!" Rachel was indignant.

Quinn scowled, "That's what you focus on?"

Rachel nodded, "I don't find the comparison insulting. Ellen is a very successful figure in the Gay and Lesbian community."

Quinn sighed, "I'm not insulted. I just don't want us being stereotyped before we're even a couple."

Rachel considered the statement, "I suppose you have a valid point. I rescind my previous statement and add to Quinn's 'hey'."

Mercedes waved a hand, "I didn't mean anything by it." She narrowed her eyes at Kurt, "So do you?"

Kurt looked at Quinn who gave him a short nod, "Yeah I know. I knew before Rachel did."

Now Rachel looked insulted, "You discussed your feelings for me with someone else first?"

Quinn winced, "I needed someone to talk to."

Rachel took a deep breath, "Did you talk to anyone but Kurt?"

Quinn shook her head.

Rachel let out a sigh, "I suppose a girl with your upbringing would need someone to talk to. I forgive you."

Quinn let out an incredulous huff, "Forgive me?"

Rachel nodded, "Yes." She turned her attention to Mercedes, "Can we count on your silence?"

Mercedes smiled and offered her fist to the smaller girl, "Sure thing hot Mama."

Rachel stared at the fist that hung in the air, "Why are you making a fist at me?"

Quinn and Kurt both felt their hearts clench.

Gently Quinn spoke, "You're supposed to bump it baby."

Rachel still looked befuddled, "Bump it?"

Quinn smiled and took Rachel's hand in her own and formed it into a fist. She guided Rachel's fist to Mercedes and gently touched Rachel's fist to Mercedes'.

Rachel smiled up at her, "Oh. Thank you Quinn."

Mercedes smiled, "I don't know about you three but I could go for some food."

Quinn grinned, "I'm always hungry now-a-days so I'm in. Rach?"

Rachel didn't let Quinn release her hand but instead linked their fingers, "I would be happy for some food."

Kurt ran his hand through his hair and said, "I was hungry before you forgot your phone."

Mercedes clapped her hands, "Well are right then! Let's go." Mercedes darted in to the locker room and was back out a second later holding up her phone in triumph.

As the four teens headed to the parking lot Rachel piped, "Quinn?"

"Yes?"

"You called me baby."

"Sure did."

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