Disclaimer: I don't own glee.
Chapter 8:
Operation: Faberry!
At the end of the night she went home with two Grammys, New artist and best song of the year; but not without a little party before. Mercedes who was also at the awards, though not as nominated, was her companion.
She received texts and calls all night long. Her dads, her friends…
Kurt couldn't contain his happiness.
Santana texted her. She said she shouldn't have underestimated her.
But she just wanted to hear one person.
She must be sleeping… right?
When she finally got home, Rachel went straight to her bedroom.
Just one message… too much to ask?
There, on the bed, a flower, not any flower…
She couldn't know… could she?
Rachel takes the gardenia and smells it. Then she takes the note.
You know nowadays texting is so mainstream…
Congratulations for your Grammy!
Ps: Yes I knew you would win…
Love
Lucy
Ps2: yes I signed as Lucy because she was the one who liked these corny things… (See? you learned one more thing about Lucy)
Ps3: Yes I talked about myself in third person…
"Wrote…" Rachel whispers.
Ps4: Yes I know I actually wrote it...
She knows me so well…
"No way!"
"You could have avoided it… you made that bet to provoke Quinn and you know it…"
Santana and Brittany are on their way to Rachel's house. The Brunette is driving.
"I wasn't thinking straight…"
"It's just a kiss…"
"Yeah… right…"
"You don't trust me?"
"Of course I do!"
"What's the matter San? There's something else? "
Santana looks quickly at her girlfriend.
"It's… I-I… You could kiss Quinn… or Puck or Artie or lord help me trouty mouth… but… She is… She is Rachel freaking Berry! She has a Tony and now two Grammys… she can have anyone she wants…"
"Are you afraid of losing me?"
"No… I mean… It's something irrational I know…"
"I love you Santana… and you're my best friend… you don't have anything to worry about… me and Rachel well... I'm really happy about what we have now... I wasn't the best of friends at school…I know I wasn't bad as you and Quinn were but the truth is that I wasn't very different, you guys were mean to her but I've never opposed …"
"Don't do that… you're the best person I know… and I'm sure Rachel can see it too… and you know she is the most forgiving person we know… that's why she is my friend and Quinn's… but you… you never did anything bad to her…"
"Yes I did…"
"No… me and Quinn, we were the bitches okay?"
Santana parks the car then she gives her girlfriend a chaste kiss.
"About the kiss… no tongue …"
"I thought you didn't want her to kiss me…"
"I don't… But I can't run from a bet… you can though…"
"Probably… since you were the one who made the deal… but what's the fun in that…" Brittany smirks.
"You… are you teasing me?"
"No… I would never do that…"
Brittany smiles.
"Brittany!" Santana huffs.
"You know… since all the teenager drama over and we've become adults with careers… somehow our friendship became stronger, I care about you more than anyone else… but Rachel and Quinn… they are very important to me…"
"Yeah I know… I feel the same way…"
"Of course I care about the others too… But Quinn is one of us and Rachel… well… I love her and I'll always be grateful cause she helped me with my career… my point is… I know how happy they are together… and Quinn always got sad when she had to say goodbye to Rachel… I had my doubts before about their romantic feelings because they are so stubborn but I can see that, well… we need to make them see…"
"So that's why you will kiss her? To make Quinn jealous…"
"No… can't you see? Yes she will be jealous, but she won't do anything about it… because she is used to it… She felt it so many times that it's like… breathing to her…"
"I'm not…" Santana frowns a little confused by her girlfriend's logics.
"If we're right then Quinn already felt it… you know… she already saw Rachel kissing other people… Mostly Finn…"
"Ah…"
"And the bet… well, Rachel thinks she is helping me to get a revenge… but we know why she is doing this…"
"To make Quinn jealous?"
"No! She is doing this to you!"
"Because I had sex with Quinn?"
"Of course! she doesn't know though… she keeps telling herself she just wants to help me and whatever… but I know she wants you to pay… Rachel is very possessive sometimes…"
"You're telling me that unconsciously she is doing this because I took what is hers?"
"Just don't be mad at her… she doesn't do it on purpose… I know… well, I can feel or I hope that when she kisses me… she will see the nonsense and she will realize her true motivation…"
"You are a genius…"
"I know…"
Quinn is the one who welcomes them in Rachel's house.
"I thought you would hide B…"
"Why would I do that?"
"I know you…"
"So… you should know... I've never chickened…"
"Whatever… come in…"
"That was my intention…"
Quinn gives the Latina a wry smile.
"Victory!"
Rachel joins the three girls in the living room.
"So Santana… You should've known. No way I'd lose those trophies, which reminds me… I'm allowed to kiss Britt twice? Since I won two Grammys?"
"First… I don't know you guys, but I'm finding it very hard to breathe with Berry's ego suffocating me here… and no… it'll be just one kiss…"
Rachel pouts.
"Alright… make it quick…"
"What?"
"The kiss… I don't have all day…"
Rachel giggles. Then she erupts in laugh.
She stops.
Then she starts laughing again.
"What the hell!"
"You're so funny…" she is red because of all the laughing.
"What now Berry?"
"You really think I would do it now?"
"So… you were just joking… you will not kiss Britt?" Quinn asks hopefully.
"No! Of course I will… I meant… I won't do it without an audience… the more crowd the better…"
"Don't push me Berry…"
"Hey… I won the bet… I choose… besides you would torture me with the Barbra thing for days…"
"Probably…"
"You have no idea how my hands were sweating… just the thought of writing that on my twitter…"
"I thought you said you couldn't lose…"
"Come on! not even I could be that confident…"
"I wanna see them Rach…"
"No need to ask twice Britt… I'll take them…"
Santana rolls her eyes and Rachel goes upstairs to take her Grammys.
They organized another girls' night but this time in L.A.
And this time with boys too.
Besides Blaine and Kurt.
"I find it amazing the fact you're all here, I mean, even you Artie?"
"I couldn't lose it!"
"Hell yes!" Puck and Artie high five.
"Yeah, yeah… how did you guys find out about the bet?"
"I didn't say anything…" Kurt says.
"Me neither …" Blaine and Tina say at the same time.
Everybody looks at Mercedes.
"Well, I only told Sam…"
"Sam told me…" Puck states.
"Puck told me."
"Artie told me…"
Santana sighs annoyed.
"But I would come anyway I wanted to see you guys…" Mike says.
"Well… I'm happy everybody is here… I mean… almost everybody… I don't know… I think he is avoiding me… I told him at Christmas when I went home with my dads that we work better as friends… he got weird… then… he never called me again… no even when I won the Grammys… anyway he likes to live there… and…"
"Yeah… I tried getting him out of the burrow… he came to visit me a couple of times but… I think he is a Lima…"
"Puck… he is not…" Quinn cuts him.
"I'm sure he is…" He smirks. "And you once told me I was the Lima loser…I told you that you were trusting in the wrong guy… that's the truth baby mama…"
"Don't call her that!" Rachel raises her voice. "she doesn't like it…"
"I know…" Puck teases.
"You're such a jerk! Do you know that? You could have the perfect girl… but you're too stupid to even realized how stupid you were for let her go!"
Brittany, Santana and Kurt's jaws drop.
"Yes I was a jerk… Actually I was the jerk who knocked her up … but that's between me and her…"
"You're wrong!" Rachel yells. "this is not just between you guys!"
All eyes bulged.
"And I'm not even talking about the fact that somehow Beth is my sister… Quinn is my friend and I care about her…"
"That's weird… your concern… I don't remember you in there when she was in labor…"
Rachel shrugs
There.
If he had stuck a knife in her heart it would hurt less.
The group gets tense.
"Guys…" Mercedes starts.
"You're right I wasn't… maybe I'm jerk too…"
"Can you guys stop? It is past…" Quinn raises her voice.
Rachel frowns.
"Quinn is right… and I'm sorry I brought it back … truth is that I'm still working on the whole try to be a better guy thing… I think I'm better… all I know is that Quinn is the reason I'm a better guy and Beth too of course… I don't need anyone telling me I was a jerk… I pretty much know that… and I regret…"
"I guess I'm sorry too Noah… that was completely stupid of me…"
"It's okay… you care about Q… and this is a good thing to me…"
"What the hell! Let's drink and forget about the drama… damn! We're such drama queens…" Santana shouts.
"Yeah let's drink!" Sam says.
Moments later they start dancing and of course Brittany and Rachel are the last to leave the dance floor.
"We can't compete with them…" Kurt says.
"Where are Brittany and Rachel?" Artie asks.
"They're making out on the dancing floor…" Puck teases Santana.
"No we're not!" Rachel shouts behind him. "But this reminds me… I think we owe Santana a kiss Britt…" Rachel's eyes open widely with her unintended confession. "I mean… we need to kiss…"
Brittany looks at Santana with a "told you" face.
"I'm ready!" the dancer says and then she moves closer to Rachel.
They get closer. Rachel smiles.
"Kiss, Kiss, Kiss." The boys cheer.
"Brittany S. Pierce I'm gonna rock your world…"
Santana and Blaine roll their eyes.
That's it… Why am I doing it again? Oh yeah right… Brittany wants a revenge… no she doesn't want… she told you… that was your idea… whatever… I'm doing it to tease Santana, look how jealous she is…
Their lips touch.
Okay… that's weird… it's not bad… but… it's like… to kiss a sister? No, definitely not a sister… please just confess you always got excited when Brittany danced in the glee club… especially the Britney's songs… maybe a cousin then… it's not bad… but… well… it's weird… can you stop thinking and finish the kiss? Oh God! She must think I'm terrible kisser… no… no way… Rachel Berry can't be a bad kisser…
Everything was fine; the kiss was just a chaste kiss. She was finding it hard to breathe but nothing that she couldn't bear. Then Rachel put her hand in Brittany's waist and was about to deepen the kiss. She looks to Santana waiting for a cue.
Meanwhile…
Santana was annoyed. The kiss was boring her. She could handle it, yes she could…until… Rachel decided it was a good idea to kiss Brittany, like really kiss her. She was about to yell. She was about to do a damage. But something stopped her. The blonde on her side.
Is anybody else noticing this… is she breathing?
Quinn isn't breathing.
She won't do anything? What the hell! Breathe Fabray… what's going on with me… I already saw her doing this so many times before… I need to do something… for Santana's sake… she must be on shock that's why…
"Rachel!" Quinn yells. "what the hell!"
With that they get apart. Rachel freezes. That was too much.
"Your lips are really sweet Rach…"
"Thanks Britt…"
"Okay… enough!"
"So… did you enjoy it Satan…" Rachel says a little too provocative.
"I will tell you…" She is about to go all Lima heights adjacent but one look from Brittany and she calms down. "What about no… specially when you stuck your tongue in my girlfriend's throat!"
"I didn't…"
"Yes you did!" Quinn shouts.
"Well… I think I got carried away…"
"Got carried away? You're kidding me right?" Santana complains.
"Sorry… you guys know how I like to always do my best when I'm performing… I didn't want Brittany to think I'm a terrible kisser…"
"Well done Rach… that was totally hot by the way… " Puck says.
"Shut up Puck!" Quinn yells at him.
"Look I'm sorry… I shouldn't get too exci…"
"Don't finish that!" Santana warns her.
"I have to defend my Jew… you made a bet Satan… besides… it's was just a kiss; a hot one, truth; which was nice because that was the only combination I thought it'd never happen… outside of my head of course; I always thought Santana would be the first, Rachel… you know, she is Santana after all…anyway that and Rachel and Quinn… you guys can try it though…"
"Could you just shut up? That's never gonna happen!"
Quinn says it angrily. She meant it to be a protective statement. She doesn't want Rachel to be uncomfortable with puck's stupidities. God knows she is used to it. But to Rachel it sounded more like a big rejection.
"Yeah… that's never gonna happen…" Rachel says dejected.
Kurt, Santana and Brittany stare at the actress.
"It already happened in my head…" Puck whispers to Sam. The blonde Boy nods.
"I'm going to the bathroom… I'll be right Back…"
Rachel is sick. She doesn't know why, but she is sick. The singer gets inside the bathroom and goes toward the sink. She throws water on her face and begins breathing slowly.
Why did you do that?
Because it was fun…
No it wasn't… put yourself in her shoes… would you enjoy it?
She was the one who agreed with this bet… I didn't force her… and Brittany didn't complain either…
Rachel looks at her reflection.
You're lying to yourself… that's a shame… you know why…
"I don't!" She says out loud.
Yes you do… search for it in your head…
no…
Rachel closes her eyes and a Flashback starts:
"Thank you very much Rachel…"
"You're welcome…"
"No, I really meant it… Veronica is not the nicer girl in the world but she is not bad… I'm just… I'm not interested…"
"She is a bitch…"
"Sometimes… but I think she was just jealous… she is not like that all the time…"
"Good for her… but why you're not interested… I thought you were…"
"I'm finding myself Rach… no rush…"
"Well… she is pretty…"
"Not my type…"
"What's your type?"
"I never really thought about it but… I'm more into… brunettes… I think…"
Rachel smiles.
"But thank you… you didn't have to do it… I mean, I know you're straight and to pretend to date a girl… it's not that easy I know…"
"I have a really open mind Quinn… I have two dads…"
"Still…"
"Do you think they believed in us?"
"Yes…"
"Don't you think we should've been more convincing?"
"Maybe… if we had kissed… or made out…"
Rachel blushes.
"I'd never ask you to do that… No way…"
"Well, it'd be more convincing…" The singer says roughly.
"Don't worry about that… what's important is that now whenever she try anything I can say that I have a girlfriend in New York which is perfect…"
"Yeah…"
She opens her eyes. She shakes her head trying to make the memories go away. The piece of memory she hadn't told Kurt.
I shouldn't have done that… why would you encourage Britt to do that? you were always a forgiving person…
You did it because… yes? why?
It wasn't a big deal… it was just for fun… just for fun…
Her heart is beating very fast. She closes her eyes and once again she has a flashback.
"You have no idea! This one it's… well…"
Rachel is leaving her bedroom when she hears Kurt on the phone.
"You'll be shocked… but please Mercedes don't tell anyone…"
The brunette rolls her eyes. Her best friend and Mercedes still are two gossipers. She is about to say something but she hears something that calls her attention.
"Quinn and Santana… wait for it… they slept together… that's right, they totally had sex… wedding day… apparently she was just experimenting… I don't know… that girl always did something in my gaydar (…) I'm serious (…) well I didn't want to say anything (…) you know how she is (…) I know… I did say that… I was just bad because of David and I threw it on her… I regret though…"
Rachel is paralyzed. After a moment she moves again and gets back to her bedroom.
Quinn? And Santana? What… does she like girls now?
Rachel lies down in her bed.
She wanted to try new things?
But she is straight… and a Fabray!
Well, she has changed a lot…
That's why they came here together?
Of course she would choose Santana… she is Santana Lopez! Look at her!
She would never choose you… why? Did you want her to choose you?
No! I don't like girls…
But hypothetically… if you could choose Rachel, who would you choose?
Well…
She is… the prettiest girl you've ever met … I know…
So… you want her to be your first gay kiss?
No! I mean… no?
I should have been her first gay kiss!
Rachel presses her hand against her mouth. She is stunned.
In case you didn't notice she had a lot more than a kiss…
Face it Rachel… Quinn Fabray would never choose you…
Well that's a good thing because I'm straight!
She opens her eyes once again. The bathroom door opens. She is not alone anymore.
"Are you okay?"
She isn't ready to her. Not now.
"Yes…"
"Are you sure? You…"
"Yes I am Quinn!"
Quinn gets surprised.
"Sorry… I just wanted to be alone…"
"Is it because of the kiss?"
"No…"
Lie.
"What is it then?"
Good question…
"Like I said, I just wanted to be alone…"
"I'm not buying it!"
"Whatever…"
The singer starts walking toward the door but Quinn holds her arm firmly, forcing Rachel to face her.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No… why would I be?"
"I don't know…"
Rachel lets out a chuckle.
"You know… we've done this dance before… do you want to hear something funny? Before you came in I was having these flashbacks… some old memories… and here we are… doing exactly the same thing we used to do…"
"What's the matter with you?"
Quinn looks down to lock brown eyes with her own hazel ones.
"What you mean?"
"I mean this attitude and… the kiss…"
Rachel sighs.
"It's nothing… okay the kiss was a little too much… but it was just a bet… a stupid one… I'll apologize to Santana…"
"Okay…"
"You can let go of me now…"
"hmm?"
Quinn is lost. Maybe is the closeness but she can't stop staring at Rachel's lips. As if magnetized their lips are getting closer and closer. When they are inches apart the bathroom door opens once again.
"Hi girls!" Tina shouts and they get apart abruptly. "I need to pee… what you guys are doing here?"
"Nothing…" Quinn says quickly but Tina is already inside the stall.
Rachel faces Quinn once again.
"We better get going…"
"Yeah sure…"
"No… that's garbage Kurt!" Santana mocks him.
"It's not…"
Brittany gets inside her apartment.
"Hey San! I'm home!" She shouts happily. "Hi Kurt, hi Blaine… What are you guys doing here? Not that I'm complaining…"
Brittany goes toward them. She kisses each one of the boys and them she kisses her girlfriend.
"Just passing by… before we leave to New York…"
Brittany arches an eyebrow.
"We are plotting…" Kurt confesses.
"It's about Rachel and Quinn… Kurt and Santana want them together…"
"San!"
"I didn't do anything… Kurt came here… and by the way you can't censure me… you did that kiss thing remember?"
"Okay… what you guys want to do?"
"Actually we didn't decide anything… we got stuck in the name stuff…"
Brittany frowns.
"We need a name to our operation…" Kurt explains.
"Thank God you here baby… I wasn't standing the gaynass level…"
"You're just saying this because your suggestion was awful…" Kurt disdains.
"What was your suggestion baby…"
"The berrybray operation…"
"Yeah that's awful…"
"B!"
"Sorry baby…"
"I think we'd better use my suggestion."
"What is that?"
"Quinnchel…"
"I think it's the best too…" Blaine states.
"I don't know… it reminds of Finchel…" Brittany is thoughtful.
"Exactly my point! Thank you very much baby!"
"Of course!"
Brittany shouts and the three others gasp.
"We should use… Faberry!"
Their eyes shine.
"That's so nice and cute! Why I didn't think about that before?" Kurt yells.
"That's a good question…" Blaine pouts.
"So that's settled, let's move on…"
"I have a thing to share with you guys… it's pretty important and that's why I came here today…" Kurt breathes. "Rachel told me something… and I think you should know… I don't need to warn you, this stays here… well, she told me…"
Flashback:
"Kurt can we talk?"
"Sure Rach…"
"Well… I-I… that's embarrassing…"
"Rachel you can tell me everything…"
"I'm eight months without having sex! There…"
Kurt grimaces.
"Wow! That's uh… how… how did you bear that…"
"The first three months were easy… but now… I'm going crazy!"
"I don't understand… I confess I've never approved the way you were dealing with your love life…but you never had trouble finding someone to take to your bed… you're not… there's something wrong?"
Rachel gets embarrassed.
"Oh God no! There's nothing wrong with me… I'm mean… not physically…"
"So…"
"It's not like I don't want it… I just can't…"
"I really don't understand…"
"I had several opportunities to just do… but…"
"But?"
"I don't know Kurt… am I a prude again? Like I was in high school?"
"You weren't a prude…"
"Yes I was…"
"Eight months?"
"Yeah… the last time was just before the Tony…"
"So, after you moved to Los Angeles to be with Quinn…" He was forcing he knew it but it is pretty obvious to him. "So since then…You didn't… you know…"
"Yes…"
"But tell me… what you mean when you say you can't?"
"Like I said… the three first months were easy… so, I didn't think about it… but then I started feeling… well… aroused… constantly… I even had a…"
She closes her eyes.
"What?"
"I had a sex dream…"
"Well that happens…"
"You don't get it…"
She sighs.
"It was the most vivid sex dream I had… I mean… I could feel everything… even the orgasm…"
"Wow…"
"I know…"
"I suppose it is connected to the fact you were… you know…constantly aroused."
"Thank you! Thank you very much!"
"Why exactly?"
"That was what I was trying to say to myself…"
"It was just a dream Rachel… why would you be so concerned about a dream?"
She nibbles her lips.
"Rachel? You don't have a nasty fantasy…do you?"
"No!"
"So… tell me…"
"I can't! it's very inappropriate… it's not what I was doing… but who I was doing…"
"Tell me…"
"I can't…"
"It isn't me?"
She narrows her eyes.
"No… it's not… I can't tell you… like I said it's very inappropriate… she is a friend…"
"She?"
"Oh crap!"
"Santana?"
Kurt was just playing with her. He has a guess; he just needs Rachel to say it. Otherwise she would deny it.
"No!"
"I don't know… you guys had this thing going on… maybe it would be a attraction… and you said you had this thing about cheerleaders…"
"It was not her… although the cheerleader uniform showed up…"
Rachel taps her forehead.
"Quinn?"
"Why are you assuming it was her? Could be…"
"It was Brittany then?"
He already knows it was Quinn. It is written all over her face.
"No!"
"So it was Quinn!"
"I-I… It… well…"
"Well that's something…"
"No Kurt… that's exactly what I was saying… it was nothing… it was an inappropriate dream… a very hot one I have to say…"
She shakes her head. Just thinking about it, makes her aroused.
It is because of the lack of sex right?
"Anyway… it was an inappropriate dream and nothing more… and please this is between us…"
"But you didn't tell me… why you can't do it?"
"I-I… the times I was about to do it… I couldn't shake the feeling that it was wrong… damn it! I can't explain! All I know is that the last time I felt this way I was about to give my virginity to Jesse…"
Now.
"Please don't mention it…"
"What the fuck! Eight months?"
"Santana…" Kurt reprimands her.
"Alright, alright… I won't say a word… it will be tough but I won't say a word…"
"That's why Quinn didn't tell you…"
"She didn't tell me what baby?"
"That she is dealing with the same problem…"
"She is?" Kurt asks.
"Yes she is…" Santana answers.
"You knew?"
"Yes baby… she is my friend… I know her… besides she is being a bitch lately that can only mean one thing…"
"What did she tell you Brittany?" Blaine is curious.
"Quinn told me that she hasn't had sex since Rachel moved in to her house she asked me if it was normal that she doesn't want to have sex with anyone else…"
"What you mean anyone else?" they all asked at he same time.
"That's what I asked…"
"So?"
"She said: Never mind…"
"Typical Fabray…" Santana shrugs.
"That has to mean something…" Kurt frowns and gets thoughtful.
"So what are we going to do?" Santana asks.
"I still don't know baby… we shouldn't play with their lives…"
"Baby… it's me, you know I can't help it… I've waited a lot… I'm done…"
"I'm with Santana… I don't know… we should write two poems put their signatures and send them or flowers I don't know…" Kurt suggests.
"They're not in high school baby…"
"High school… we can use high school…" Santana smirks.
"What you mean?" kurt asks.
"I know her dirty secrets… I bet you know some Rachel's too…"
"Like what?"
"Senior prom… Quinn made me rewrite hundreds of votes just so Rachel could be the prom queen… Quinn won that crown… She beat me… by one vote…"
"Oh my God! Why you never told me that?!" Kurt asks.
"I think I forgot…"
"She definitely feels something for Rachel… " Blaine states.
"You believe it now?"
"I guess…"
"We need a plan…"
"Lock them in a room?" Brittany smiles.
"They lived together…" blaine says.
"Ask Finn to propose Rachel again? What? It was responsible for one of her most epic speeches …bridesmaid dress choice's day was epic… or Finn could break her nose again and they could do another gayduet…"
"You're not helping Santana…" kurt complains.
"I think I know what I have to do…" Santana announces.
"What?" Kurt questions her.
"I'm gonna talk to her… like really talk."
They look at each other.
"Don't worry… I'll be good… I should have done it a long time…"
"Are you sure baby?"
"Yeah… we're friends… I know her better than anyone… we'll have a girl talk."
"Okay… just be subtle…"
"Hey… don't worry… me and Quinn, let's just say that we understand each other…"
"So… operation Faberry is on?" Blaine says happily.
"Yes it is… I feel like I'm in high school again…" Santana smirks.
Why she didn't do that in high school? Try to make them a couple… That would have been fun.