A.N: I suck. I haven't been writing at all and so this got pushed aside for a bit but I love this story to much to give up on it.

Tuesday May 25, 2010

12:33 P.M.

Kurt and his dad had helped Quinn move her things back to her parents, now her mother's house, the day after the last day of the school year. Burt had been… short with her mother to put it gently. He seemed to resent Judy for kicking Quinn out more than Quinn herself did. Her things had been put back and Quinn had spent Monday settling into the house with her mother and fighting the urge to call Rachel.

So on Tuesday when Judy had smirked and told her she could invite Rachel over Quinn didn't need to be told twice.

She waited impatiently in the living room and nearly broke her neck when she sprang to her feet to get the door. Her mother breezed out of the kitchen and watched as Quinn threw the door open.

Rachel stood on the welcome mat and for a moment Quinn's brain short circuited.

Rachel greeted the blonde happily, "Hello Quinn! How has your summer been thus far?"

Quinn blinked at her. The brunette was in jean shorts and a tank top; apparently she had embraced the idea of summer wholeheartedly.

Rachel's brow furrowed, "Are you alright Quinn?"

The blonde let out a low whimper and shook her head, "What… why are you dressed like that?"

The brunette's face fell, "You don't like it? Kurt informed me that this was an appropriate outfit for visiting one's girlfriend during the summer."

Quinn growled mentally, Kurt. Every time he dressed Rachel Quinn ended up uncomfortably turned on.

She sighed, "I do like it. Too much… and my mother is home."

Rachel's eyes widened, "Oh… Oh! I understand. I suppose it was thoughtless of me to wear this when you cannot engage in sexual activity for another four weeks."

Quinn scowled at the reminder and muttered, "Stupid tearing…" The only bright spot was the fact that Quinn now had time to work on her baby weight. She intended to be perfect when she and Rachel finally had sex.

A throat was cleared behind the two girls, "Quinnie… aren't you going to invite Rachel in?"

Quinn winced and stepped out of the doorway to allow the beet red diva to enter.

The brunette straightened her spine and held out a hand, "Mrs. Fabray it is a pleasure to see you again."

Judy eyed the little diva but took her hand, "Hello Rachel. How has your summer been so far?"

Rachel's face fell just a bit, "Alright I suppose. I am rather angry with my fathers at the moment."

Quinn arched an eyebrow, "Why?"

"They are sending me to theater camp this summer, even though I told them I'd prefer to stay in Lima." She said this in a dark voice.

Quinn's jaw dropped, "When?"

Rachel looked confused, "This summer Quinn."

Quinn shook her head, "No I mean when this summer, tomorrow or in six weeks?"

"Oh!" Rachel frowned in understanding, "Three weeks…"

Quinn ground her teeth, "Son of a-"

Her mother snapped, "Quinn, mind your language."

Quinn flushed, "Sorry mom. We're going to go upstairs ok?"

The older blonde nodded, "Sure honey. Have you eaten lunch Rachel?"

"Yes Mrs. Fabray. My dad made vegan lasagna."

Judy hummed, "Sounds wonderful. I'm going out for the rest of the day." She shouldered her purse and slipped past the two girls.

Quinn scowled, "She's only leaving us alone because she knows you'll follow doctor's orders."

Rachel smirked and sidled closer, "Quinn… I want you healthy and I want everyone to know about us, at least in Glee before we… make love."

Quinn reached out and slipped her hands into the back pocket of Rachel's jean shorts and tugged the smaller girl flush with her body, "Oh really? Any particular reason you want me healthy?"

Rachel surged up and caught Quinn's ear between her teeth before she purred, "I plan on keeping you busy Fabray and it would be a shame if you were unable to keep up."

Quinn growled low in her throat and gave Rachel's backside a warning squeeze, "Are you saying you'd exhaust me?"

Rachel's own hands wandered and a small, delicate hand slipped into Quinn's jeans to cup flesh the diva hissed back over Quinn's moan, "I am and I'd prefer it if you could return the favor."

Quinn snapped. She lunged forward and smashed her lips to Rachel's. The songbird let out a surprised whimper and allowed Quinn to back her into the wall.

After a minute of furious making out Rachel tore her lips away and spoke, "Just because we can't have sex doesn't mean we can't make out."

Quinn stared down at the diva before placing a kiss on the side of her mouth, "All," another kiss landed on the other side of her mouth "Day," and finally on her mouth "Long."

Rachel's eyes, already dark, dilated further "Let's adjourn to the bedroom."

Quinn's breath hitched as she grabbed Rachel's hand and led her up the stairs.

Wednesday June 16, 2010

8:02 A.M.

Quinn cracked her neck and ignored the moaning coming from behind her.

"Quinn! I am not a running sort of person." Kurt huffed and puffed behind her.

Santana added to the chorus, "Q! Don't get me wrong, this whole determined thing is hot, but I really don't want to run anymore." She punctuated her statement by coming to a halt and tumbling to the grass, with a grateful Kurt tumbling down next to her. She moaned, "I mean, there is no guarantee Sylvester will let you one the squad again anyway." She threw an arm over her eyes to block out the sun "I miss Britt…"

Kurt pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed his brow, "Where is Brittany?"

Santana shrugged, "No idea. She didn't mention going on vacation but sometimes she forgets."

Kurt nodded and then leaned back, "I'm with Santana Quinn. I refuse to run anymore. Rachel thinks you're beautiful. Be grateful and let me sleep in during the summer."

Santana sat up slowly, "What does the hobbit have to do with any of this?"

Kurt winced as Quinn shot him a dirty look, "Well…"

Quinn let out a sigh, "I want to get back into shape so that when Rachel comes back I will be ready."

Santana growled, "To what?"

Quinn scowled back, "To … you know."

Santana hoisted herself up and stepped into Quinn's personal space, "Are you telling me that I got up at the ass crack of dawn just so we could get you your abs back for when you and Berry finally do it?"

Quinn snapped defiantly, "Yes."

Santana's expression morphed into a pleased grin, "Freaking finally Q! You're totally a real girl now. Get up lady face."

Kurt sputtered, "But I… I thought you didn't want to exercise anymore."

Santana waved a hand, "I didn't want to exercise when it was all about helping Q get back on the squad. Now that I know this is really about snaking Berry's V-Card I'm totally on board."

The Latina jogged off and Quinn asked, "Did she just quote Pinocchio?"

Kurt let out a disgusted huff, "Yes. Now let's go. She's our ride and we both know she'll leave us here." The two blonde teens broke into a sprint in an effort to catch the Latina.

When they finally caught her Santana asked guilelessly, "So… Q… Where's this camp of Berry's anyway."

Quinn answered without a thought, "Cleveland, why?"

She missed the slightly relieved look that washed over Santana's face, "No reason Q, just curious."

Thursday July 1, 2010

2:06 P.M.

Quinn scowled at her phone for the third time in ten minutes and Kurt finally snapped, "Woman if you don't stop I'll take the thing away."

Quinn's eyebrow shot up, "Woman? Really Kurt?"

His glare didn't lessen, "I know you miss Rachel but stop ignoring us." He waved a hand to encompass Mercedes and Tina as well and then folded his arms, "It's very rude."

Quinn sank back into the couch and let out a sigh, "She usually texts me around this time. She's an hour late. What if something happened?"

Kurt's face softened, "I'm sure she's fine Quinn. She's probably busy rehearsing or something."

Quinn wrapped her arms around her now flat middle, "I guess. If she doesn't text me by tonight though I'm driving to Cleveland and calling the cops."

Mercedes was eying her like she was nuts, "Ok. I think Rachel's crazy is rubbing off on you."

Tina's face morphed into a smirk, "Once Rachel gets back and sees Quinn all ab'ulous again that won't be the only thing of Rachel's rubbing on her."

Mercedes and Kurt let out twin mortified squawks as Quinn turned red and let out a tiny whimper before muttering, "God I hope so."

Mercedes shuddered, "Man, they were horn dogs when Quinn was pregnant but now that they are both skinny again..." She turned to glare at Kurt, "You need to start carrying your squirt bottle to school."

Quinn snapped back, "You aren't going to squirt us with water every time I want to kiss Rachel. Besides Rachel doesn't like to fool around at school, she says it is unprofessional and that if we got caught it could end up on her permanent record," Quinn's voice went slightly manic as she parroted Rachel, "Quinn Fabray I will not be known as the girl who got caught… caught fornicating on school grounds. Julliard does not allow fornicators in!"

Mercedes and Tina were staring at Quinn as if she had grown another head.

Kurt was smirking, "I'm telling."

Quinn paled, "Telling who?"

Kurt leaned back and closed his eyes with a content grin, "Rachel."

Tina started to giggle, "That was the best impression of anyone ever."

Mercedes nodded, "You even nailed how shrill her voice gets when she rants at people."

Quinn ignored the two girls, "You can't tell Rachel. She'll get mad at me and then all of this," She waved a hand over her stomach, "Will be for nothing."

Kurt's smirk dropped, "I did not bust my butt exercising all summer just for you to not seal the deal with Rachel!"

Mercedes looked appalled, "What are you her pimp?"

Kurt turned to snap at Mercedes but was interrupted by a happy squeak as Quinn lunged for her phone, "She finally texted."

Tina eyed Quinn, "You know co-dependent Quinn is kind of fascinating?"

Quinn ignored her completely as she read the paragraph long text Rachel had sent her. After finishing her eyes narrowed as she re-read the text.

Kurt caught the look, "What is it?"

Quinn didn't answer. She shut her phone and slumped back into the cushions.

"Quinn?" Kurt's voice had lost all of its teasing edge.

Quinn didn't want to sound paranoid or like a freak but the text was weird. Normally Rachel rambled on about her day, her performance, her male lead who was sweet and yet seemed kinda gay, the director who obviously didn't know RENT from his ass, and how when Quinn came for the performance she had better bring flowers. The text she had just gotten was… not like that at all. Rachel had literally rambled on about the weather in Cleveland for at least 500 characters. She didn't mention the show, what she was doing, or who she was with. In fact it was almost like an afterthought that she had texted Quinn at all.

Quinn handed her phone to Kurt and he read the text.

By the end of it his brow was furrowed and he looked confused, "Rachel sent this?"

Quinn closed her eyes, so it wasn't in her head, "Yeah…"

Kurt passed the phone to Mercedes and Tina and the two girls bent their heads to read, "Ok Lady, is she mad at you?" Mercedes looked curious and a little put out by the text.

Quinn's eyes popped open, "So Rachel is being a freak and suddenly it's my fault?" She knew she shouldn't snap but damn it she hadn't done anything.

Tina quietly pointed out, "You probably shouldn't call your girlfriend a freak."

Quinn dialed down her glare as she stared at the Asian girl, "I didn't do anything."

Kurt held up a hand, "Let me text her. I'll see what she's up to." He punched in a text and sent it with a flourish.

The four teens waited in a tense silence as they waited for Rachel to reply. Kurt's phone pinged and he read the message with a deepening frown.

He looked up, "Apparently it isn't just you Quinn. She's being deliberately evasive. 500 characters on the weather and a skill full avoidance maneuver about what she was doing and who she was with."

Quinn turned to look at Tina and Mercedes and was gratified to see that both girls already had their phones out.

It didn't make her feel any better though when they received nearly the same message from Rachel, avoidance and all.

Friday July 2, 2010

7:06 A.M.

Quinn burrowed under the covers and ignored her phone alarm telling it was time for her to get up and go for her run. She let it beep insistently for over five minutes, firmly intent on staying in bed.

"Sweetheart?" Her mother's voice cut above the alarm, "Aren't you going to go running?"

Quinn grumbled, "No."

She felt her bed dip and then blissful silence descended upon the room as her mother shut off her alarm, "Are you sick Quinn?"

Quinn burrowed further into the covers, "No."

Her mom sighed, "Did something happen with Rachel?"

Quinn tensed, "Maybe. She sent me a really weird text yesterday. She sent everyone really weird texts yesterday."

Her mom chuckled, "Sweetie Rachel seems to march to the beat of a different drummer, maybe she was just having a weird day."

Quinn sat up slowly, "You think? Maybe I read too much into it?"

Her mom shrugged, "I think that everyone has off days. Why don't you see how she is today?"

Quinn swung her legs over the side of her bed and stood, "Ok mom. I think I will go running today."

Her mom smiled and swept from the room but not before asking her daughter, "I'm having lunch with Shelby today. Do you want to come?"

Quinn almost refused but thought better of it, "Sure mom." She grabbed her workout clothes and muttered out of her mother's hearing, "Maybe it will keep my mind off Rachel."

12:54 P.M.

"You have to try this Judy." Quinn watched through narrowed eyes as Shelby Corcoran presented her fork to her mother. They narrowed further when her mother accepted the food on said fork. It was weird, watching her mother flirt with Rachel's mom.

It was even weirder watching Shelby flirt right back.

Finally the two women seemed to realize they had a less than impressed audience as Quinn cocked an eyebrow at them.

Shelby cleared her throat, "So Quinn, how are you and Rachel doing?"

Quinn stabbed at her plate, so much for keeping her mind off Rachel "Fine."

Shelby tensed at Quinn's tone and shot a questioning glance at Judy.

The older woman shrugged.

Quinn scowled and felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She flipped it out and felt her scowl lessen just a bit; at least Rachel was texting on time today.

Hey Baby! You'll never believe what my male counterpart did today. He spent so much time looking at the guy playing Mark, who as I have previously stated is a very handsome brunette boy, that he fell off the stage while we were singing 'Light My Candle'. If he is injured I'm going to be very upset. His understudy has absolutely no chemistry with me. And he has the nerve to imply that it is my fault which is of course completely erroneous. As you know I can fake chemistry with just about anyone!

Quinn felt like a fifty pound weight had been lifted from off her chest. There was her Rachel.

Do u fake chemistry with me :( ?

Her scowl was gone but she was still waiting for Rachel's reply before she'd let go of yesterday and the strangeness that was Rachel Berry. Her phone buzzed in her hand.

Never! I take offense to the implication that the type of explosive chemistry and passion we have can be faked. Do you fake it with me :(

Quinn felt a grin melt across her face,

No baby. So ur still having fun?

Rachel's response was almost immediate;

The amusement is adequate… What are you wearing?

Quinn's eyes widened,

R u trying to sext me?

…Yes. Now answer the question.

Shorts and a tank top.

Mmmmm. That sounds amazing.

Quinn smirked,

Ur mom liked the outfit.

My mom?

Yup. We're having lunch right now. My mom, ur mom, and Beth.

Drat! I can't send you teasing texts while our mothers are present.

Sry Baby. What's with the sexy texts?

I miss you.

I miss u too sweetie.

Oh well. I'll text you tonight. The director is demanding my presence on stage. I love you Quinn.

I love u too Rachel.

Quinn slipped her phone back in her pocket and beamed at her mother, "You were right, she must have been having a weird day. She was the same Rachel as always today."

Judy patted her daughter's hand, "See honey. You have to have patience in a relationship."

Quinn nodded and leaned back with a relieved sigh. She was just glad her Rachel was back.

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