A/N: Since you guys felt there should be more I decided not to leave you hanging. I hope this clears things up for you and the endings satisfying enough. Because I have to idea how to continue after this. Maybe the date itself? I've been kind of skirting around that though cause I suck at writing dates. Be warned the point of views bounce back and forth like crazy in this. Let me know if there's any confusion. I hope this adds up to your expectations. I've tooken my time on this to keep it from being to long or to short and to give you a better look at how things ended up for the two of them. Thanks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters, that credit goes to the FOX crew & Ryan Murphy; No matter how much I wish I did. The storyline is very much mine though. It came from the brilliant part of my brain called my imagination.

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Rachel shouldered her bag as she headed into the doors of McKinley. She still wondered if what happened was a just a dream. Even after 2 weeks of the blonde being her friend. She couldn't help it though. That day was just so frickin' strange! She was official jewbros with Puck and Brittany's new pal.

'Hey, Rae would you mind meeting me in our bathroom? I have something I wanna show you :-)'

Another quickly followed the last. As if Quinn had forgotten something. She chuckled a little once she realized it was just the girl being polite.

'Please?'

Now that, that confirmed it wasn't just her imagination. Because Quinn had her number, she had Quinn's and the girl was definitely taking advantage of it. The brunette questioned Quinn's motives a little. Rachel knew her true sexuality and that the boys were all for show. Quinn had told her herself. She started wondering what the gay cheerio could want with her in the bathroom after all the affectionate gestures the blonde had sent her way. Right as she was thinking of running home and taking another cold shower, dirty dreams of a blonde in a Cheerios outfit had been the cause, and here's a hint, it wasn't Brittany. She's brought out of her thoughts by her phone's vibration, still hovering in front of her face.

'Rae? I promise it's not a prank. Please say you'll come, I've been up since 5am doing this :-('

As a smile came to her face at her new nickname, she thought it was her best yet and it totally wasn't 'cause no one but Quinn called her it, she responded and bypassed her locker as she sped through the hallways.

'Sorry, I got distracted. Be there in a sec. I didn't think it was a prank anyway. 5am?! What could you possibly be doing in the school that early? This coming from me.'

Rachel stood outside the bathroom they'd had to many memories to count in, waiting for the blondes response to her last message before she walked in. She was pretty sure she heard a loud breath of relief in the bathroom from Quinn as she received the text confirming Rachel was coming.

'You seem distracted a lot lately ;-) Oh and you'll see if you hurry! I kinda wanna show you before everyone starts showing up 'cause that would ruin the surprise.'

"Hey, I'm here what's the-" She's cut off by Quinn practically football tackling her. Her heart sped up in fear and then for completely different reasons as she realized there was no reason to panic. Quinn was just hugging the shit out of her. Almost as if she hadn't seen her in years.

"While I'm definitely not complaining, what was that for? And no stalling on me, where's my surprise?" She failed to notice the adoring look in Quinn's eyes but she definitely took note of the excitement on her face. The blonde was practically glowing. There was no way she'd gotten up at 5 in the morning. She couldn't be that beautiful if she only slept 6 hours. She'd know since they both fell asleep texting each other.

"Nothing, I just missed you was all and I'm really glad you actually came. Anyway, I know there's nothing that can really erase the scars I've left you from the past. I also know that there isn't a way possible for me to change it either or else I would have already. But I'm hoping this can make up for it. Close your eyes."

"Quinn you don't have to do anything. You've changed and you've said sorry so many times I've lost count. But thank you." She had closed her eyes and began talking as Quinn was leading her to what should start her day off with a bang.

"Okay..I know that it's not all gone but I umm..well most of it is gone. What's left is faded. But I worked really hard to clean this and Santana is probably gonna have a shit fit over my nails later but I don't really care and- No..no shit Rae, don't cry. I'm trying here, this is meant to-" It was the blondes turn to be cut off from a hug.

The brunette had opened her eyes to see the drawings Quinn had done on the stall practically gone. She was pretty sure that her heart just grew two sizes to big. "Quinn..I...thank you. So much. These are happy tears. I'm touched you'd do this, really. You didn't have to get up so early to do this for me. You could have just painted over them though, you know." The blonde felt Rachel's watery smile on her neck and squeezed her just a little tighter before letting go. Santana's words still echoed in her head and she really didn't plan on messing this up.

'Don't scare the girl'

"Are you serious, Quinn?! I just fucking filed your nails yesterday! What idiotic thing could cause you to ruin the lesbian appropriate manicure me an Britt's made sure got done?!"

Yep, she was right. Santana was flipping shit over her nails, "Well.."

Rachel heard Quinn trailing off and jumped in the conversation as she went by,"Actually Santana, the idiotic thing that pushed Quinn to ruin her 'lesbian appropriate manicure' was me. Get your head out of the gutter! She actually spent all morning scrubbing the stalls of the bathroom clean of the very graphic images she had drawn of me on them. Which was really, really sweet of her but totally unneeded. I've forgiven her for them awhile ago. So you can quit trying to put a damper her good deed now!"

Quinn knew the smirk was there before she even turned her gaze away from Rachel and those extremely, long, tan legs. Sure enough, however, when she did, there it was.

"Really now, Q? I always had a feeling those were from you. Wanky."

Santana had to stop herself from outright laughing at the girl because of how uncharacteristic the diva was making her. Since when did Quinn blush at something she said? Never..until now. She was sorta resembling a tomato.

"Oh please, no need to be embarrassed. I wish I could draw Brittany from memory like that. Those are serious skills that could come in handy some day!" Quinn's cheeks just got redder by the second. Then Santana just had to finish the conversation, very loudly, as she strolled away from the blond to second period, "Be proud my little gay-hopper! Be proud!"

People gave them both confused looks. Both from what Santana had said and that the Queen had her head buried in her locker and, pun totally intended, it didn't seem she planned on coming out soon.

Really, Santana?!

For some reason Rachel felt a little depression sinking in. She hadn't seen Quinn since she passed her and Santana in the hallway. Yeah it was little pathetic but Quinn had walked her to first period and she had hoped it wouldn't be a one time thing. Rachel was gonna be super busy tonight trying to go back over the material she'd missed in class because she was to busy thinking of the blonde to catch anything the teacher's in her class were saying.

She'd been called on to answer a question last period and the classed laughed at her because she simply stared up like a dear caught in the headlights.

Really, since when did she let things like that distract her?

It wasn't like she could help it though. Quinn was just..hard to not think about before and now it was worse. She could practically feel a cavity coming on from how sweet the cheerleader had been to her the past couple weeks. Sure she still had her moments.

Quinn just wasn't raised to be nice to other people and Rachel knew she'd struggle to break the habits that Russel Fabray had embedded her with. Even after that the brunette knew that Quinn would only show the people she felt safe being vulnerable around how sweet she really was at heart. That was a fact that had her practically beaming. Quinn felt safe around her. That was progress if she knew anything. Her A average backed her up in that case.

"Rachie...Can you stop tapping your pencil, please? I'm trying to finish coloring my duck San drew for me and I can't concentrate."

"Oh yeah, sorry Britt."

She didn't even realize she was doing it. Great, she zoned out, once again and she'd have no such luck getting anything she missed from this class. Brittany had decided when she walked in that they were to be partners in Chem. She wasn't sure how the girl managed that, Jones' was an uptight ass, but she didn't question it. Just like she didn't question Santana taking up the desk in Spanish next to her that always seemed to be empty. Hmm, maybe she'd ask the Santana for the notes.

"It's okay. I know how it feels to think about Quinn too. Lately, it's just Santana that keeps me failing classes where you have to actually listen to the lectures though." The blonde had this look on her face that left no room for denial. But Rachel tried anyways.

"I wasn't distracted thinking of Quinn.."

"Yeah just like Lord Tubbington isn't a slum lord? It's okay, Rachie. Quinn thinks about you too. You should tell her and then you and Quinn and me and Santana can totally double date."

"Wait are you saying I like Quinn and implying that Quinn feels the same? For some reason I feel I should tell you now a date happening between us is very slim, even with Quinn's new epiphany. Let alone a double date, Britt." She tried really hard to keep the surprise off her face, she really did. But who knew Brittany could be so intuitive?

Maybe it was because she just didn't hang around the ditzy blonde that much before, that this stunned her.

Yes, she liked Quinn. Had for a while actually. It was what led her to break up with Finn. She couldn't lead the boy on. It just wasn't her style. Don't get her wrong there was never a gay panic, she hadn't ever identified herself as straight. Love was love to her. If Brittany was right on the nail with her guess that she liked Quinn then maybe?...No there was no way Quinn could be interested in her. But then again..She'd do more research on this later. Yet another reason to want to see Quinn. They were just stacking up lately, it seemed.

"Nooo...I know you like Quinn and I know Quinn likes you. I'm not amplifying anything, Rachel. Duh," she said in a matter of fact tone.

"It's implying, Britt-Britt. Amplifying means to make something louder.."

"Oh right, thanks. I wasn't implying anything because I don't need to. I've known you guys liked each other for like ever. Quinn picked on you like my 6-year-old brother does this one girl he likes at school. I think it's cute even though the things she did weren't. See, look she left class early to walk with you. Awe. Rachie you have to tell her! Her and Santana's plan is probably gonna take forever to wrap up! The easiest way is to just kiss her, ya know. I know you think about doing that a lot. You get the same face Puck does when he thinks of...wait. It isn't just kissing her you think of is it?! EEK! Tell her, Rachie, tell her. You have to! I'm gonna go distract Santana for a while so you've got plenty of time. See you at lunch!"

Rachel stood there in a bit of a shock from the overload of information Brittany's logic had done to confuse her brain. She felt lips faintly on her cheek before she watched as the blonde skipped out of class. Then she caught Quinn eyes outside the doorway and flashed a mega watt smile at her.

"Hey," the brunette said softly. Quinn ducked her head a little in response and then smiled a little shyly.

"Hi, I missed you. Wish Sue didn't feel the need to lecture me for hours on end. I would've been using my day for something way better than setting in a chair getting yelled at if I had a choice, like sitting in a chair getting sung at," Quinn threw a wink Rachel's way and gave herself a cookie for the blush it caused. Then she held her hands out for the singers books, "Here, let me."

"Quinn, you don't have to." But Rachel didn't refuse Quinn as she took the weight off her hands.

"Your right, but I want to. So just suffer threw it. Now come on, I believe we have a free period together before lunch. I suggest we drop these off at your locker first though. How someone as little as you manages a heavy load like this daily, I'll never know." She shifted the books to her right arm and then held her other out for Rachel.

Before Rachel looped her arm around Quinn's elbow she made good measure to give the cheerleader a good-natured slap on the shoulder for the tease at her size first. Quinn's only response was a goofy grin. "Now I'm not sure if you're doing this out of pure pity or because you really want to, Quinn. It was a sweet gesture until you said that. And what makes you think I wanna spend my free period with you?"

Rachel was pretty sure they were flirting..she just wasn't completely positive because it was, well, Quinn. Maybe Brittany is actually on to something here.

"Aw, you caught me. It was totally pity," The blonde teased her. "For some reason, I can't fathom why in the world, but I think I'll be better company than that mouse in auditorium I seen you throw a cracker to. Any other girl would have run out screaming to the principle about that, you know, but no, not you. No way does Rachel Berry do that. She feeds the mouse instead. Actually they should really start caring more about that place around here now that I mention it."

"Ah ha! I knew it!" Rachel stuck her tongue out at her jokingly until she couldn't help it any longer and started cracking up. Quinn just let herself enjoy the happiness Rachel was giving off and waited, "Actually it was just that one time I gave him a cracker. He looked so hungry. Then afterwards I kept thinking of him chewing up the wires for the lights and got terrified. That's when I ran to Figgins' and threatened to report him and he fixed the problem by the time the week was over. I'm pretty proud of myself for that. I might have single-handedly saved someones life, ya know. What if the little guy chewed up something essential during a rehearsal or even worse an actual performance!"

Quinn didn't really have a response to that. So she let Rachel win this one and rolled her eyes with a fondness in her smile. Rachel didn't know it yet but she'd found the chink in Quinn's perfect armor and it seemed that afterwards every other piece was effortlessly being stripped off and pretty soon she'd find herself bare in front of Rachel. Something that, when she started middle school no one had the privilege to get willingly afterwards.

Santana may get the most honesty out of her but ninety-nine percent of the time it was because she already knew the truth.

Sure, Brittany may get the more light-hearted side of the blonde but that was a given. She always had to watch what she told the girl because she knew if she did there was a chance she could blurt it out to someone who didn't need to know.

Of course Santana was always the first to know everything. She'd tooken advantage of that a few times when she knew she couldn't tell Santana herself. The Latina had figured out that strategy though and it was broken pretty soon afterwards.

Honestly, Santana always knew how to get Quinn to stop cowering and she didn't know how in the world she could ever thank her. She probably wouldn't be standing here if the girl hadn't slowly inched her out of hiding herself away. She liked to believe that being there for the brunette was more than enough even if she knew it wasn't. She hadn't always owned up to the debts she owed the girl. She'd figure out some grand way to thank Santana later though. Right now she had a free period to spend with Rachel and she figured it was time to show just a little more of herself to her. Maybe even get a kiss before she got let down.

"Quinn? You okay? You've seemed a bit distracted...If this isn't what you wanted you should have cancelled. I understand how some people have the need to get time away from me as I tend to be a little overbearing..."

"No, Rae." Quinn tried to interrupt but it seem she was on a roll. "Rachel.."

"...But you know it just seemed that you were a little different and I didn't think you felt the need for like I don't know a breather. Actually I'm a little more relaxed around you than I am most people so I was almost positive you weren't in need of a break.."

She had a choice she could let Rachel talk herself to death and waste what precious time there was left of her bravery or figure out a way to shut Rachel up.

"Rae, I'm not tired of you. I don't think that's actually even possible.."

"...It would make sense, I mean, what would make you any different? You know. It's a little disappointing for me because I was positive you were different. Even my fathers need breaks from me. They might not say it loud but I know they're grateful that I give them that time. Actually I give it to them all the time..."

Quinn of course wasn't paying any attention but that comment made her ache for the brunette. She sort of felt like crying.

"Here goes." The blonde mumbled underneath her breath.

"Rae. This is your last chance to stop talking before I have to resort to drastic measures..." What? She'd feel a little better if she didn't blind side the singer. "Well, I guess..I'm gonna kiss you now. Feel free to slap me or jump up in disgust at any moment."

She reached her hand around Rachel's neck and pulled her in.

"Quinn?" Rachel whispered shakily, softly.

"Just shut up and..and let me..let me kiss you."

"I think I might die if you don't."

They were so close that with each word Quinn could taste Rachel's breath. She pulled back a little and Rachel let out a whimper. Quinn chuckled, her breath bringing a blush to Rachel's cheeks.

"I have a condition. You-"

"I don't care. It's yes just please kiss me already, damn it." The blonde grinned at the brunette swearing uncharacteristically .

"So you'll go out with me then?"

"What, like on a date?"

"Yes but no. I'm asking you to be with me." The blondes voice was a little shaky this time. Her confidence slipping. She was thinking she should have just kissed her before she threw this huge of a question on the singer. She just couldn't help it. She wanted Rachel to be hers more than anything.

"Of course," The brunette threw a wink the blondes way and the goofiness of it all and the situation they were in caused Quinn's nerves to evaporate. "Now will you kiss me?"

"Yeah, I think I will." They had a sort of stare down for a moment.

"Quiiiinnnnn." Rachel whined. Literally with the puppy dog eyes and her bottom lip jutted out thrown into it.

The blonde just chuckled and leaned in the rest of the way. To Rachel it was painstakingly slow but when their lips touched, finally, she felt her whole body hum. Then Quinn bit her bottom lip lightly and ran her tongue along the same spot and the brunette felt her whole body quiver. She felt a hand slide down to rest underneath her thigh and then felt herself sliding to the floor with Quinn's hips nestled between her legs and another hand ran up her up her neck to cup the back of her head. Quinn was flush against her and pulling her closer, still. The gentleness of it all and the slowness of the kiss was killing the brunette.

She thought it'd sure be the best way to die but then Quinn's hand slid up her nails scratching lightly on the brunettes abs. The brunette gasped and let out a low moan when Quinn took advantage and her tongue slipped into Rachel's mouth.

"Hey Bitches! I know you're in here! Coach won't tolerate lateness! You better be on the field in 5 or she's gonna make us all do suicides for the rest of the day and I needs my energy tonight!" The door slammed behind her as Santana exited the auditorium not even bothering to make sure they were there.

Quinn hid her face in Rachel's neck and just laughed. Rachel wasn't sure if her face could get any redder.

"Sorry, S has always had a habit of interrupting at the worst times."

"Brittany was supposed to be distracting her!"

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