A/N: I'm so excited by the response I'm getting for this story. I've already had over 1,000 views. It motivates me to write. Thanks again for all those who take time to leave a comment. This chapter is short, but it definitely sets some things in motion.

A/N2: Alas, I still don't own anything.

Chapter 5

"Hey, glad I caught you," Jamie leaned down a gave Quinn a soft kiss. "I've got a writing lab tonight, so I can't make it for our date. Rain check?"

"That's fine. I need to finish up a few of my own assignments. Staying out late with you is putting me behind," Quinn teased affectionately.

"Cool. Are we still on for this weekend?"

Quinn blushed and murmured a soft 'yes.'

"Hey, hey, no pressure. We're taking this as slow as you need. I know that you're still nervous about being intimate. Whenever you're ready, K?" Jamie responded with a tender smile.

"Thanks for being so understanding about this, but I'm ready. If I get uncomfortable I'll let you know." Quinn smiled softly up at Jamie.

"Ok, as long as you're sure." Jamie glanced at her watch. "Uh oh, gotta run or I'll be late, see ya later!" With one more quick peck, the brunette rushed off to class.

Quinn smiled as she watched the taller girl weave through the crowd to get to class. They had been dating for two weeks and were going to spend the weekend together. Quinn's roommates were all leaving for the weekend, so it would be a trial run without any interference. Quinn was understandably nervous about the prospect of being intimate with someone new. Her past relationships had all been spectacular failures, especially that ill-advised affair with her married professor.

The affair had just been a stupid way to avoid her problems. She had been lonely and overwhelmed at being truly alone for the first time. There was no Unholy Trinity, cheerleading, or glee to keep her distracted. Thankfully, Santanna had literally slapped some sense into her. Quinn shook off her distracting thoughts as she gathered her stuff for study group in the library.

As she trekked across campus to the library, Quinn's thoughts turned to Jamie. She was so grateful to the girl for being so sweet and patient. Their dates were casual and fun, but never too romantic. Jamie respected that Quinn had insecurities and reservations about being gay, so she never pushed too hard. Instead the brunette displayed her understanding by keeping things simple. Quinn was still surprised at how much fun she and Jamie could have on an informal date. It turned out that the two of them were very compatible. They shared common interests in literature and music, which was important to Quinn. They were both also seasoned athletes. Jamie had been a star volleyball player in high school. Often, the two of them would go for a run together and then just take a walk and share lighthearted conversation. It was exactly the kind of low-key, pressure free relationship that Quinn needed.

Once in the library, Quinn located her study group and got to work. Her test over The Cold War and its impact was next week, and she still had to put the finishing touches on her English essay. As she and her group reviewed flash cards and notes, she lost herself in her studies and forgot all about her burgeoning relationship.

Hours later, Quinn returned to her dorm room and threw herself on the bed in exhaustion. Her study session had gone well and she was more than prepared for her exam; she had even managed to finish proofreading her essay. Before she fell asleep Quinn forced herself to change into pajamas and brush her teeth before texting Jamie. Those tasks done she crawled into bed and promptly fell asleep.

Quinn had never felt this nervous. Jamie had pulled out all the stops for their date and it was the first one that was truly romantic in nature. There had been flowers along with wine and a romantic dinner in a fancy restaurant. Now that the date was winding down, however, nerves threatened to overwhelm her. They were spending the weekend together and despite her experience with Santanna, Quinn was overcome by anxiety. She felt herself calm as Jamie took her hand.

The weather had finally warmed up enough for the two of them to walk back to the dorms. As they walked they chatted and laughed. It was easy and natural. Safe. As they ambled down the city streets Quinn felt her trepidation ease. She was ready for the next step in their relationship. She had made the decision to move on and she had been so lucky to find a wonderful person like Jamie. They soon arrived on campus and headed straight to Quinn's room.

Earlier in the day, Jamie had dropped off her bag at Quinn's dorm. Now they were poised outside her room with Jamie softly stroking her cheek. The taller brunette leaned in and brushed her lips across Quinn's. Quinn allowed the girl to deepen the kiss as she fumbled with the door. The couple broke apart and the former cheerleader gently tugged on her date's arm and they disappeared into her room.

A/N: I hear pitchforks being sharpened and guns being loaded. Stay tuned... Please rate and review. It helps the process.