Okay, I know there's confusion in the first chapter but all I can say is to wait. The story will progress in the later chapters. So for those answers in the reviews I've received:
Gllover22: Yes it's a romance between Rachel and Quinn.
RVFlorida: The genre is correct, just bear with it for now.
Riana Salvatore: Quinn's father is terrible but I realize if I'll kill him in the story, it doesn't actually make it more interesting.
Anyways, this is chapter 2 and I hope you guy will take the time and read.
The two girls were already kissing at the back of the studio. Brittany was licking her neck and the Latina moans when the blonde sucks on the skin presented, the sound echoing in the blonde's office that was at the back of the dance studio.
Brittany straddles the Latina on the leather chair she was sitting on and goes back to her lips. The blonde was sucking her tongue when Santana's phone disturbingly rang on Brittany's desk.
"Ignore it, babe." She said to Brittany who was now busy placing open-mouthed kisses to her neck. The ringing continues.
Brittany looks at the phone again and pulls away from Santana who groans angrily, "I think it's important, San. What if it's from a client?"
The Latina growls at the idea of just how much she doesn't want another client who needs her for another damn case. The previous one had her dealt with a custody case where she won when she showed evidence the father of the kid was doing drugs even when the boy was around the house.
It was a success for her and for her client but just seeing the child being dragged away from the father. The room was filled with screams and cries as the boy was being led away from his father not knowing he won't be seeing him again made her heart ache in witnessing the scene.
Santana angrily picks her phone up, not bothering to look at the caller ID, "What?" she snaps on the phone as Brittany goes back to the studio to check if any of her students forgot something when they left that morning.
"Hello Santana. While I appreciate you answering the call after five rings, I wish you greeted me in a friendlier tone-"
"Get on with it, Berry." Santana snaps impatiently.
To be honest, she doesn't want to be a bitch when it comes to Rachel because… well, she's Rachel. And Quinn might stab her with a pen just to torture her if she hurts the midget but she's been so sexually frustrated, only having sex whenever she's at Brittany's house and some spontaneous moments like before when they were interrupted by the phone.
Rachel is currently sitting on the passenger's side while occasionally glancing at Quinn through her peripheral vision.
"Quinn and I were wondering if you and Brittany would like to eat lunch with us."
"Can't. We're somehow… occupied."
"I think everything's okay now." Rachel hears someone at the background talking loudly for Santana to listen to and can easily distinguish it as Brittany's voice.
The brunette lets out a short chuckle, "Alright but please tell me we'll at least have dinner together? It's my first night and I would like to see some of my friends who relocated to California."
"Jesus Berry, do you have to talk in complete sentences?"
Santana lets out a sigh and smiles as Brittany opens the door that separates the office and the studio to sit on the other chair.
"Hi, Rachel! Brittany unceremoniously shouts at the phone to which the Latina had to flinch because of the ringing in her ear. The dancer immediately sees her girlfriend wincing and kisses her cheek in apology.
Rachel laughs and Quinn momentarily arches her eyebrow questioningly as they pulled to a stop over a red light.
"Hey there Britt, are you having fun with the dance studio?"
"Oh it's going great actually! I'm actually gonna teach them some zumba tomorrow so I bet it'll be a little bit hard since this is going to be my first time!"
"Well, I'm glad everything is going well with the studio," Rachel smiles at the thought of how remarkable Brittany is with her profession as a dance instructor.
Santana rolls her eyes as she hears the whole conversation between Rachel and Brittany.
"Listen Berry, me and Britts gotts go. She still has another class and I really would like get my mack on. Go…. Fuck Quinn or whatever."
"You disgust me sometimes, San."
Quinn mumbles when she heard the last part as Rachel squeaks and abruptly hangs up when there's a loud moan coming from the other line.
As Quinn parks the car to the restaurant they've decided back at LAX that caters to both vegan and meat lovers. The two girls seated themselves at the table that's closest to the window since the blonde likes to look at people passing by.
The waiter came carrying the menu and the two graciously smiled at him as they began to look through it. Rachel puts it down and looks at the guy who's name is 'Kevin' from the nametag "I'll have the ceaser salad and an avocado shake please."
Quinn reads every item on the menu since she doesn't want to pick before leaving something much tastier than what she ordered, "I'll have a cheeseburger and a diet coke."
The waiter nods and took their order before taking the menu and went to the counter to place their order.
Rachel looks at the blonde who has her attention at the window staring at the passerby's, "So," she clears her throat as their drinks came and took a sip from her shake.
She places the glass back on the table and looks at the blonde, "When are you planning on going back to work?"
Quinn shrugs nonchalantly, "I am working." She looks back and see's two kids asking for ice cream from their mother who was carrying a baby.
"No," Rachel shakes her head and looks at the blonde seriously, "I mean back at the hospital. Surely, your patients need you and it's been a long time since you went on leave."
Quinn uncaps her soda and pours the contents in the glass full of ice. She starts to think on whether or not if she really does miss her job because in fact, she hasn't thought about going back to working at the hospital.
There was even a time she sent a resignation letter but her superiors rejected the letter, "I haven't thought about going to work yet."
The brunette keeps quiet, expecting the blonde do add some more but sighs when she didn't, "Look Quinn, you have to go back. You didn't just graduate at the top of your class for nothing and-"
"I'm aware of that. Thank you, Rachel." Quinn snaps at the other woman. Rachel sighs, she just wants the blonde to go back to her life instead of just living inside her room with a computer in front of her.
She knows Quinn hasn't been out of that room before she came back because Santana would often call her. She was still thinking about ways on how to approach the subject when the food came in. Quinn looks away from the window and the two began to eat in an uncomfortable silence.
The diva knows she has hit a sore spot to the blonde that's why Quinn's only staring down at her plate. Feeling guiltier than before, Rachel sets down her fork and looks at the blonde, putting her hand on top of Quinn's, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way."
"So what did you mean?" Quinn says while glaring at Rachel, the food temporarily forgotten but she didn't pry her hand away which is a good sign for the brunette.
"I just think that you can go back to being a Doctor while still able to write the book or maybe something else," Rachel looks at her step-sister forlornly and continues, "I know you love helping other people. You had this certain glow whenever you would talk about a patient whom you had. I still remember that one time there was a cancer patient and you operated him. After a year when all of his cancer cells were gone it was like I was seeing you differently… like whenever your patients survived, it's like you were reincarnated in a sort of way."
Quinn shakes her head and mumbles quietly, "That was before, Rach-"
"Yes, that was before things went downhill. You only failed once to treat a patient," Rachel insists by grasping Quinn's arm, "but it doesn't mean you can't treat the other people whom are counting on you."
Quinn lets out a tired sigh, "Can we please not talk about this now? I know you want to help me but I'm just not ready." The brunette feels a bit dejected and just looks at the blonde.
Quinn notices the hurt in the brunette's eyes, "We'll talk about it some more once the time is right. For now, let's just eat, okay?"
The brunette sighs once the blonde went back to eating her burger and pulling her hand away. She doesn't want her sister to not talk about these things. Quinn was so in love with her profession and her life was way better than what's happening to her right now.
Before, she was communicating with them, she goes to nightclubs, and she even drinks from time to time. But now, whenever Rachel looks at her, all she sees is a girl who seems so lost. She knows Santana is worried about what the future holds for Quinn but the diva wants to stay optimistic for them.
Rachel nods after a few moments of deliberating to whether or not she should just drop the subject but thought better of it, "Alright. I won't talk about it," Quinn sighs in a relieved way, "but I won't forget about it. Just remember that I still care about you and if talking about your past profession is needed, I will tell you everything I think is good for you."
When the car stops in front of the apartment, Rachel was first to go out when Quinn opens the door at the trunk to get her bags.
Rachel stops from going to the door and looks at her sister, "Let me help you with-"
"No, it's fine." Quinn says as she tries to balance the five bags, "Why are you bringing a lot of luggage anyway? Aren't you like… staying here only for a few days?"
Rachel walks up the stairs to the 3rd floor while hearing the blonde grunting every time she would have to put a bag down to catch her breath. The brunette feels a bit guilty when they landed on the second floor.
She takes two bags away from the blonde just to ease her guilt a little bit. Quinn was about to protest but Rachel stops her before she says anything, "It'll help us get arrive faster and you won't be complaining about your sore back like when you helped me with my shopping bags back when we were in New York."
The blonde nods and thinks just how grateful she is that Rachel isn't the same as they were back in highschool.
They continue their way towards the two bedroom apartment until Rachel stands aside to let Quinn open the blonde fishes out a set of keys in her pocket to unlock the door.
"How many keys do you have anyway?" Rachel asks.
"Five," Quinn answers after opening and getting the bags.
She places it in the living room and hangs her coat on the coat rack, "It's for my car, the house, my room and Santana's, while the last one is an extra if ever S might lose hers again like last time."
Rachel nods and sets the bags on the floor and her purse on the table top before looking back up at the blonde with an excited expression. She bounces on the balls of her feet and Quinn tries not smile as she thinks how adorable the brunette looks.
"So… which room are you letting me stay in?"
"Obviously in my room or Santana would totally kill you." She starts to get the brunette's bag and carries it towards her room.
"Puck texted me this morning and says he wants to have breakfast with us tomorrow."
She can imagine Rachel pouting and crossing her arms. She chuckles when she hears the brunette say, "Why does it have to be tomorrow? He promised me he would meet with me as soon as his schedule is free!"
"Uh, it's maybe because he'll be free tomorrow and right now, he's still busy?" Quinn rolls her eyes at her sister's dramatics.
She can understand how hectic Puck's schedule had been ever since his band got a record deal but Rachel…. Well, there's still some highschool Rachel even after all this time but at least some things didn't change.
Rachel comes inside and the blonde smiles when she sees her wearing a pout. The brunette starts to rummage inside her bag, "Fine. But I'll pick wherever we're eating tomorrow."
"Do you need help with that? I think you can fit all of your clothes in the spare space I have in the closet," Quinn says as Rachel starts to hang her clothes with the hangers the blonde put for her.
"Yes, please." Rachel says after putting all of her jeans below before going back for her tops, "I have this audition on Tuesday and I really need to look my-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Quinn stops from the doorway and looks at the brunette incredulously, she holds up a finger to silence Rachel when she was about to ask something.
"You got an audition? Since when? And why didn't you tell me over the phone?"
Rachel glares at Quinn for interrupting her, dress still in her hands, "First: Yes, I got an audition as what I told you a few seconds ago. Second: Last week, my agent called me and gave me the script. Third: I didn't get to tell you because I was still so worried about your wellbeing and I figured it would be inappropriate of me to tell you all about it while you were still engaged with your book."
She lists off while continues to arrange her clothes in the closet, not noticing her step-sister's face going from confused to hurt.
"I'm sorry," she begins and Rachel stops whatever she's doing to look at her, "I didn't know how far off I was then,"
Rachel didn't think about what she said could hurt the blonde so she drops everything and grabs Quinn's shaking hands, "Hey, I didn't mean i-"
"Yes you did," Quinn looks down at their hands. Rachel chuckles and smiles warmly up at the blonde, "That's the second time you interrupted me and you know just how much I hate that."
Quinn chuckles and let's Rachel continue, "I didn't mean it in a negative way. I'm just saying that I knew you needed me more than whatever is happening in my life." She hugs the unsuspecting blonde and appreciates her hugging her back, "And you must know that I would do anything to help you."
The blonde rolls her eyes, "Gee, thanks Rach. I feel like I'm in a mental institute with that one," she earns a smack on the arm from her comment.
After the two girls finished on arranging their things, they went out to go and drive towards the park to kill some time since Santana and Brittany hadn't called yet.
They're walking around the lake where the sun is slowly setting and Quinn can't help but look at Rachel where the gentle glow causes the brunette to look way more beautiful than she could ever imagine.
"Stop right there,"
Rachel was tucking a strand of hair and looks at Quinn who takes out her phone and snaps a picture of her. The brunette looks down shyly after her sister saved the photo, "You should've told me you were going to take a photo so I can smile a bit more instead of looking like a dimwit."
Quinn furrows her eyebrows and looks at the brunette, "I didn't do that to make fun of you. You were beautiful, see," she goes to the gallery of her phone and shows the picture to Rachel. The brunette is stunned at how beautiful the picture is.
The picture shows Rachel standing and was currently tucking her hair, there's a glow right behind her because of the sun and the lake while the right side of her face causes a nice silhouette. She looks like a-
"You look like an angel," Rachel looks at the blonde's hazel eyes full of honesty and she couldn't help but blush. The two are in a staring contest, Quinn feels like she went overboard by saying that to the brunette but it was the truth.
Quinn's ringtone causes the two girls to break eye contact when the blonde looks at the screen to see the call is coming from Santana.
She presses the answer button and backs away from Rachel, "You guys ready?"
She can see Rachel looking down on the ground while also listening to Santana on her phone, "Yeah. Okay, sounds good. We'll be there around five to ten minutes."
The blonde ends the call and looks at Rachel who's now looking at the lake. She walks closer and taps her shoulder. The brunette turns around and Quinn can't help but admire her sister's beauty all over again.
Rachel looks a bit lost when her sister hasn't spoken yet. She frowns after a few seconds and couldn't help but ask, "Uh… Quinn? Are Brittany and Santana alright?"
"Oh, um…" Quinn tries to regain her focus.
She didn't notice she was openly staring at Rachel. She puts both of her hands in her pockets, feeling ashamed all of a sudden. She clears her throat and looks at the brunette, "yeah. Everything's fine, they said we're going to this Italian restaurant they love. So come on."
She holds Rachel's hand as they make their way towards the car. Quinn opens the door for Rachel and waits until she's inside before closing the door. The blonde gets in the driver's seat and turns on the car before making their way towards the restaurant with her right hand still tingling from the contact.