A/N: Small time jump that you guys are probably smart enough to keep up with. Other than that, not much to say really.

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Rachel's day

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Rachel detested this form of public transport. Trains were the worst way to get anywhere. Quinn was worth it of course, but she would really rather not have to put up with the cramped spaces and overheating. Then there was the noise! Did these people have some kind of problem with not shouting at each other or something?

She was packed tighter than a can of tuna. This was exactly the reason she was a vegan. Well, part of it. What on Earth deserved to be treated like this? She didn't like it, and this was one of the very rare times she had had to do it. It was hard to believe that some people had to do this every day. She was certain that when she was on Broadway she would make sure that she always caught some civilised form of transport such as a car or limo.

When she arrived at her station, she couldn't have been more pleased. Not only was it a long trip, but a sucky one at that. She quietly wondered if all train rides were like that. When she saw Quinn on the other side of the turnstile waiting for her, she couldn't help the little squeal that emitted from her nor her natural instinct to run.

She fumbled with her ticket as she ran it through the machine, and as soon as the turnstile allowed her to pass, she was in Quinn's arms. She was content just like this, but apparently Quinn wasn't. She started to pull away and grabbed Rachel's hand.

"So how was the train ride?" Quinn asked as they walked to the exit.

"Don't even get me started. Train is the worst form of transport we have and however invented it although may have been a genius at the time, has no place in common day society as an inventor. It was so hot and stuffy and compact. I'm surprised I made it out alive." Quinn was just looking at her and smiling knowingly. "What?" Quinn leaned into her ear.

"Now I get to have my way with you. I'll kick Brook out. She's smart; she'll find somewhere to sleep." Rachel was about to ask what Quinn was on about but then she remembered. The bet.

"No Quinn that's not fair. You can't seriously expect to hold me to that."

"And why not?"

"Because I didn't know it was going to be that bad. You could have told me it was going to be that bad!" Rachel was really a little annoyed at how Quinn could have left her so high and dry like that. What kind of a girlfriend was she?

"I did warn you. Quite expressively actually. That's the whole reason we had the bet in the first place." Oh right. That's why. Rachel pouted; there was really nothing else she could do. "You make it look like it's going to be a bad thing Rachel. Trust me, that pout will be gone when you are screaming my name." The worst part was Rachel didn't doubt that. At all. In fact, she very much expected it.

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Rachel was quite excited to meet Quinn's new roommate. Quinn had been, for all intents and purposes, very selfish with her phone time when talking to Rachel. She was very flattered by this. She understood it because she really wanted to only talk to Quinn too, but that didn't mean she wasn't eager to meet this as Quinn had described, 'special girl'. Apparently, she wasn't Brittan special, more worldly special.

"Please don't kick Brook out straight away." Rachel pleaded.

"If I don't, she probably just watch us. She'll be stunned into paralysis by watching me ravage you." Quinn said confidently. Rachel wasn't amused.

"I'm serious Quinn; I want to meet this girl properly." She needed more than someone else's vision of this girl. She needed her own vision.

"I was joking. I won't kick her out straightaway. I'll tell her she can't stay here but she will only have to leave when it gets a bit dark. That's when the fun time happens." Quinn said pushing the door to the building open. Both girls were mildly surprised to see the redhead standing against the wall with her hands in her pocket, just next to the door to Quinn's room.

"Couldn't have waited an extra 30 seconds for me to get her into our room?" Quinn asked. So this was the famous Brook. Rachel looked her over. Quinn had been right; she did look like everything that encompassed fun.

"You must be Brook. I'm Rachel."

"I know who you are. You are the soon to be Broadway star Rachel Berry who used to get tormented and then got the biggest bitch at the school to fall in love with her. Good tactics by the way. You are also the girl who is tapping my girl here." Brook nodded in Quinn's direction.

"MY girl. Not yours." Rachel clarified. Brook just started laughing.

"I'm straight. What do you two seem to find so hard to believe about that? I mean really, if I wanted to have Quinn, not only would she bash the shit out of me for trying, but I would have done it already. I'm not as serious in relationships as you guys seem to be so letting someone slip by isn't that much of a loss if I get rejected."

"It's good that you know I would hurt you for trying." Quinn quipped. Rachel had to admit that that was also the only part of the speech that she found comforting in any way. Brook shrugged.

"So are we just going to stand out here all night?" Brook asked as she walked inside of the room.

"Which reminds me, you need to find somewhere to stay tonight." Quinn said as she followed Brook into the room with Rachel in tow.

"That's cool; I'll just head over to one of the girls in my art class. She seems alright and we had lunch a few days ago. She gave me an open invitation that may or may not have been for this exact reason. Who knows though? I'll text her." Rachel was surprised that Brook was taking this all so calmly. It was as if she wasn't shocked at all that she was being kicked out. In fact...

"You guys have been talking about this haven't you? Oh my God Quinn! That's so embarrassing! I can't believe you."

"Whoa. We haven't been talking about it. Granted, Brook kinda tried to but I stopped her. She said that she was open to leaving the room on nights where I needed you." Rachel looked at Brook with a newfound respect. It was good to know that Quinn had a roommate who was going to look out for her. It was a little bit of an uncomfortable topic, but Rachel was glad that Brook was willing to look past that to make sure Quinn didn't get 'frustrated.'

"Thank-you for that Brook. It is greatly appreciated." Rachel didn't like the idea of Quinn being frustrated or uncomfortable in any way. She always felt the need to thank people when they were helping her out.

"RACHEL!" Apparently Quinn did not see things the same way.

"What Quinn? It is on my behalf if not yours."

"Says the girl who not five minutes ago was complaining about very much the same thing." Quinn said. Rachel glared at her. "Tell me I'm wrong." Rachel couldn't. She had, so it was fair for Quinn to feel a little embarrassed.

"So, I think we should save this for when I'm gone don't you think? I mean, you can find it in your bodies to last a few hours can't you?" Brook asked. Rachel wasn't sure if she as serious or not so she decided to answer anyway.

"I assure you that we both can. I had already made it clear to Quinn that I didn't want to kick you out any sooner than necessary. I would like to get to know her roommate so there is no awkwardness between us when I threaten you for unfound reasons."

"So you think that if you know me and threaten me that it will be less awkward. I'm not sure that's true." Brook said.

"Well, Quinn says that you are fun anyway. I could always use a new friend."

"Everyone can always use a new friend Rachel. Quinn tells me that you are very special, but that is something everyone has in common."

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"I think its tome for you to go Brook." Quinn said.

"Quinn! That is no way to treat your roommate." Rachel was slightly appalled.

"She already knows she's being kicked out. I don't see how me telling her that the kicking out is happening is any better than that. If you can think of a nicer way of saying, 'get out and let me have some time with my girlfriend' I would like to hear it." Rachel thought for a second.

"Okay true, but you still didn't need to say it like that."

"Okay, fine. I see where I'm not wanted." Brook joked.

"It's good that you have that skill. Now get out and come back tomorrow." Quinn said.

"Quinn!" Rachel was shocked at Quinn right now.

"Right, sorry Rachel. What you are doing is greatly appreciated. Bye now." Brook laughed as she walked out the door. Rachel glared at Quinn.

"Bye girls. Have fun." Brook closed the door behind her.

"Don't give me that look Rachel. She knows I was joking."

"That maybe so but that doesn't make it alright for you to speak to your roommate like that." Rachel said.

"I'll get her some flowers when she gets back then, okay? Will that make you feel better about it?" They were sitting on Quinn's bed next to each other and Rachel noticed that Quinn was slowly closing the already tiny gap between them.

"It might." Rachel gulped because Quinn was now so close that the sides of their bodies were now touching and Quinn was rubbing circles just on the inside of her thigh. Normally, she would be able to put up with this kind of treatment and continue with her argument, but it had been so long. She knew she was a goner.

"I could also make it up to you right now." Quinn moved her body behind Rachel's slightly so she could start kissing Rachel's neck. It was driving her crazy.

"I'll bet you could." Rachel shivered. "Please kiss me." Quinn immediately moved herself in front of Rachel and pushed her down onto the bed. Rachel hooked her arms around Quinn's neck and pulled her down into a searing kiss. Rachel groaned when she felt Quinn's hands start to squeeze her breasts.

"Get naked Rachel." This was a first. Whenever they had had sex, they had always taken each other's clothes off. They had been rough, soft and done many, many different styles, but that was not an order Rachel had ever heard. She could feel her arousal weeping from her centre as she unclothed herself and Quinn watched.

"Good, now lay face down on the bed and look forward." Rachel really didn't want to obey that order, but she had lost the bet. She had made a promise, and she kept her promises. She was left with the sounds of Quinn undressing herself. It made Rachel throb.

"Ready for some fun baby?" Quinn asked in the sexiest voice Rachel had ever heard.

"Yes. So much. You really don't have any idea."

"Oh, I'll bet I do." The next thing Rachel knew, she could feel Quinn's dripping centre on her ass.

"Quinn what are you- oh my god." Quinn had started grinding herself down onto Rachel, forcing Rachel down onto the bed. Her clit felt so good and it was driving her insane. Deciding that she could and should help, Rachel started to hump the bed. It was making Quinn bounce on and off her while increasing her friction with the bed.

"So good Rachel. Don't stop."

"Never." Quinn just kept on surprising her. Rachel knew she would soon be pushed over the edge just from this, but Quinn seemed to want more, reaching down and sliding her fingers into Rachel's heat. Rachel didn't stop moving though, and as she humped Quinn's bed, the fingers were forced further and further inside.

"Quinn, I'm going to cum."

"Me too. Do it now. Squeeze my fingers." Quinn's words pushed her over the edge. She thought she was dying of pleasure when everything went white and she screamed Quinn's name. Quinn managed to cum as well. She screamed Rachel's name and fell flush against her. When they had regained their breath, Rachel only had one question.

"My turn?"