AN: Foam? Foam? Seriously? Foam? If you don't know what I'm talking about then ignore this, but if you do just well just... yeah. I am not going to get my hopes up or anything... but foam? Just have sex already! (ugly sobs)

As day broke, Quinn jumped out of bed. She quickly checked herself to see if she was on fire. Thankfully, she wasn't. Quinn breathed out a sigh of relief laid back down. The previous night she had a nightmare. She had visited Shelby with the intention of finding some way to cure Rachel, but the moment that Shelby had learnt what Quinn had done, she tried to incinerate her. Well actually, she did incinerate her.

Understandably, she was pretty freaked out. Quinn was afraid; about dying, and about seeing Beth. She hadn't seen her daughter since she had given her away and although she did want to see her; Quinn was quite overwhelmed by everything. Her phone began to ring and she reached over to her nightstand to grab it. Quinn answered without checking who had called. "Hello?"

"Good morning Quinn!" Rachel happy tone rang in her ear. "How are you today?"

"Hey Rachel." Quinn had to smile. "I'm good. How are you?"

"I'm wonderful," she replied cheerfully. "But anyway, I just wanted to check up on you. I could tell that yesterday you were upset about something, but I didn't know if wanted to talk about it or not." She waited a beat for Quinn to respond but quickly spoke up once more before she had a chance. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I completely understand if you don't. I just want to be supportive." Quinn nodded despite the fact that Rachel couldn't see her.

She couldn't tell her of course, but there was something she could talk about. "I was just thinking about Beth," she lied. It wasn't a complete lie though as Beth was always a constant thought in her mind. The two of them had briefly spoken about her soon after Quinn had given her away for adoption. She had been a tad hostile back then, for various reasons, but they had bonded. In retrospect, Quinn realized that that could have been her perfect opportunity. She sighed. "I'm just wondering how she is."

"I'm sure she's great, Quinn."

"I'm sure she is too," Quinn agreed. "I just wish that I could see her." For a moment, Quinn wondered what her baby girl looked like. She'd be adorable, that much was for sure. She smiled at the thought. "Have you… Have you kept in touch with Shelby at all?" Quinn felt guilty as she said the words. Even if what she was doing was to make things right, it didn't change the fact that she was using Rachel.

"We exchange e-mails every now and again," Rachel replied, showing not the slightest sign of noticing Quinn's discomfort. There was a longing in her tone, one that Quinn made a note of. Quinn had never heard Rachel talk about Shelby since she left but it was obvious that Rachel missed her. "It feels kind of strange sometimes, but it's nice."

"Well that's good. I'm glad to hear that." Even though Quinn had grown up with her mother she knew what it felt like to be abandoned. And even before she had been kicked out of the house, Judy wasn't always the most supportive mother. Things had gotten better of course, and Quinn was happy to learn that things were also good between Rachel and Shelby.

"Thanks. She's actually back in town, but I haven't gone by."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I'm just kind of nervous." She paused a beat. "Do you want to visit her? Go see Beth?"

That was it. It was the perfect opportunity. "Um… sure. I'd like that." Rachel ended the call, but not before telling Quinn that she loved her. She then checked for the address and sent Quinn a text, telling her where Shelby lived. After getting Rachel's text, Quinn searched up the address. It wasn't too far, a reasonable distance from her house. If she wanted, she could stop by after school. She didn't really want to; she was still pretty afraid of what Shelby was capable of, but she knew what she had to do.

Quinn went downstairs to have breakfast with her mom and then headed off to school. Like the previous days she met up with Rachel right before heading inside. But when she got up to her, Quinn was surprised to find that Rachel had a brown paper bag in her hand. She lit up as she saw Quinn approach and she ran for her. Rachel handed Quinn the paper bag with giddy smile on her face. "Morning Quinn, I made this for you!" Quinn opened the bag to find a sandwich and bottle of juice. "Since you made me lunch yesterday, I thought I'd make you lunch to today."

"Oh, Rachel's that so sweet." Quinn thanked Rachel with a kiss on the cheek. She looked back down at her lunch. "It looks delicious. I'm sure it'll be…" And then something caught her eye. "Is this… is this bacon?" She pulled out the sandwich to examine it closer. From what she could tell, it was indeed bacon but it couldn't be. "Or is this tofu bacon?"

"No, it's the real thing."

"Real bacon?" Quinn asked with a slight panic. Rachel nodded nervously. "And you cooked it?"

Again, Rachel gave a nervous nod. "I'm not really sure how you like it, but I did my best and I just hope that you think it's tasty." She started to look sad because she seemed to think that she had disappointed Quinn once more. Her eyes fell down to her feet. Quinn lifted her head back up.

"Rachel no, I'm not upset," she assured her. "It's just that you really didn't have to do this. I know you're vegan; I don't expect you to go cooking meat for me."

"Oh, okay." She smiled a little. "But I wanted to."

"And I'm thankful for that, but you don't have to okay?" Rachel nodded to show that she understood, but something told Quinn that she shouldn't be too surprised if she found that Rachel cooked her more bacon the following day. She felt bad about that, but what was worse was that the sandwich had looked really good and she really wanted to eat it. And of course, she kind of did have to eat it or risk hurting Rachel's feelings… again.

She suppressed her groan until after she was safely inside her first class of the day. It was hard for her to believe, but for once she was actually glad to be away from Rachel. She couldn't really concentrate throughout her lessen. Her mind was solely focused on her girlfriend, but thinking about her only filled Quinn with guilt. When they saw each other again during third period, Quinn hugged Rachel tightly and held onto her for a good few minutes. She got the attention of a few of their classmates but she didn't care in the slightest. Quinn was confident that Shelby would fix things someway, but in the event that she decided to kill her first, Quinn wanted to at least have Rachel in her arms one last time.

After she pulled back Rachel looked up at her with pure adoration. Her cheeks turned pink and then she turned away shyly as she muttered something about getting to their seats. Quinn didn't do her work during that period. She simply made sure that Rachel was okay and consistently told about everything that she loved about her. Rachel was certain that Quinn was just trying to embarrass her because everything she said was just so adorably sweet and would make Rachel blush even more.

But despite her insistence that Quinn stop, Rachel clearly enjoyed the attention. It was nice to see that at least some parts of Rachel's personality seemed to stay intact. That knowledge made Quinn feel a little better. She did her best to make Rachel happy. They always held hands whenever they were near each other. Quinn would hold the door open for Rachel. She would kiss her frequently. They would pass little love notes. It almost seemed like they were any average couple.

When lunch began they headed for the choir room. As they walked, Quinn could tell that Rachel was nervous. She squeezed her hand to get her attention and when Rachel turned to her she said, "I'm going to love it Rachel, okay?" Rachel nodded, still slightly unsure. They headed inside and got comfortable. To ease Rachel's worries, and because she was really eager to see how it tasted, Quinn quickly dug into her sandwich. "Mmm." It was good. It was really good.

"You like it?" Rachel asked hopefully, just to make sure. Quinn would have answered verbally, but her mouth was still full and she wanted to take another bite. She had to settle for nodding her head to which Rachel let out a triumphant squeal. Rachel really was the best girlfriend ever.

Quinn was afraid to lose her. Later in the day she told her that she wanted to visit Beth, and that she had to do it by herself. Rachel had understood and she wasn't at all upset. She actually seemed proud of Quinn. She told her that everything would be okay and that if she needed any help that all she had to do was call and Rachel would be there in a heartbeat. Quinn thanked her with a kiss and then headed off.

She followed the directions that she had and after a while she found herself outside Shelby's house. It was a modest sized building, two stories high. It was average, not the kind of place that one would expect a witch to live in. But then again, one would probably not expect Quinn to be a witch either. Quinn briefly wondered if fictional portrayals of witches and wizards actually held any accuracy. She didn't have enough to go on to determine if they did or didn't.

Under different circumstances she would have planned to ask Shelby questions just like that, but there was a more important matter to deal with. Besides, there was still the possibility that Shelby wasn't a witch. Part of Quinn didn't want Shelby to be a witch, but another part needed her to be a witch. It was kind of lose-lose situation. She headed up to the front porch with her spell book in hand. As Quinn stood outside the front door she took a deep, calming breath before ringing the doorbell.

Complete and utter silence followed. She waited a few seconds and then concluded that there was a chance that Shelby wasn't home. She turned to leave but stopped when she heard someone call out, "I'm coming!" Quinn took another breath. This was it. She waited a bit longer. Soon someone was at the door. Quinn saw the doorknob being turned. The door was pulled open, and on the other side was Shelby. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words got lost in her throat as her eyes met Quinn's. For a moment she stood there slack jawed. Quinn offered a small wave. "Quinn what are you-" Her words stopped the moment she noticed the booked held securely in Quinn's arms. "How did you…" She sighed and let out a cold, humorless laugh.

"I guess you know what this is."

"I do. I suppose you have some questions."

"Yes." Shelby nodded and motioned for Quinn to come inside. She directed her to the living room where Quinn found Beth sitting on the floor. She had a stuffed bear in her hands and she was chewing on one of his ears. She looked so cute, so beautiful. Beth's eyes went up to Quinn. She stared at her for a few seconds, as though she were trying to figure out who this new person was but then she brought her attention back to her bear.

"She's gotten big, hasn't she?" Shelby was behind her now. Quinn nodded, her gaze still focused on her daughter. She wanted so bad to keep her but she knew that it was best to give her up. "Why don't you sit?" Shelby gestured towards the couch. Quinn sat down and Shelby took a seat opposite her. "So, what is it that you want to know?"

Several questions popped in Quinn's mind. There were so many things that she was wondering about, but Rachel was more important that any of that. "How do you- How do you break a love spell?" Shelby shook her head.

"Quinn," she sighed. "Why would you even use one of those?"

"I didn't know it was real. Please, just tell me."

Shelby nodded. "It depends on the spell," she answered. "Which one was it?"