Chapter 16:
Crazy for you.
She is pretty sure her life can't get any better than this. In fact, everything is so perfect that she is getting a little concerned.
She honestly doesn't remember being this happy before. Not in her entire life. Sure, she is only twenty five, but still…
Her life has been always so dramatic that she is calloused somehow.
And that's why her mind started wondering.
What is going to happen? Rachel is going to realize that Finn is the love of her life and she will walk away from her?
Is she going to ruin her career? What is an obvious consequence for the other occurrence, because if Rachel ever leaves her, she will be damaged like never before, so damaged that nothing else would matter.
They are together for only three weeks, but Quinn knows that she wants to spend the rest of her life with Rachel. She knows is too soon to be thinking about these things and yes, she knows they are young, but she can't help it. Not now that she knows what it feels like to wake up with Rachel in her arms.
The sensation is so overwhelming that she's developed the habit of waking up before the singer, just so she can stare at her beautiful girlfriend.
Rachel is so full of energy during the day, which she likes, because she loves everything about Rachel. But when she is sleeping she is so peaceful and cute. Quinn thinks that the Broadway star is beautiful even when she is snoring, what usually happens when Rachel is very tired.
Quinn stares, and stares and stares a little more. She only stops when Rachel opens her eyes and they get lost into into each other's eyes, hazel locked onto brown orbs, unable to break the spell. Of course, eventually they stop the staring contest. There are others things to do as much as pleasurable.
Love really makes people act like fools.
Amused, the blonde actress giggles because Rachel just muttered some unintelligible words. She must be dreaming, the blonde thinks, and then she presses a sweet kiss on Rachel's forehead. She starts staring again.
"Quinn…" Rachel whispers as soon as she opens her eyes.
"Mm?"
"You know, that's really creepy."
"What?"
"Watch someone sleeping."
"It's not if the person is my beautiful girlfriend."
Quinn nestles her head on Rachel's neck and bites her girlfriend tenderly.
"Mm… no baby, that's you." Rachel says moaning as Quinn giggles. "By the way, I thought you weren't into morning awakening."
"That changed, you know, I've found out that we can do amazing things in the morning."
"Mmmm… I love doing these amazing things in the morning."
"I know you do."
Quinn arches her eyebrow and they laugh lively.
"You're beautiful, you know that right?" The blonde says with moony eyes.
"If you're saying." Rachel smiles.
Caressing her girlfriend's face, Quinn traces with her finger the outlines of Rachel's face.
"So beautiful." She sighs. "Sunday morning rain is falling…"
And it is indeed, it's a rainy day outside, perfect to be nestled in bed, Quinn starts singing and Rachel giggles.
"Steal some covers, share some skin… clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable you twist to fit the mold that I am in…"
"I love you." Rachel says still smiling as Quinn keeps singing.
"But things just get so crazy...Living life gets hard to do... And I would gladly hit the road...Get up and go if I knew...That someday...it would lead me back to you...That someday it would lead me back to you... Someday…"
Rachel gets even closer to the blonde and rests her head on her girlfriend's chest.
"That maybe all I need...In darkness she is all I see... Come and rest your bones with me... Driving slow on Sunday morning… And I never want to leave…"
Looking down, with her shinning hazel eyes, she smiles at her girlfriend.
"Don't stop love. I love your sweet voice." Rachel says as she starts kissing Quinn's collarbone, going up to the neck.
"Fingers trace your every outline..." Quinn rakes over Rachel's body with her hand starting on the thigh and up to the breast. With her fingertip, the blonde caresses Rachel's nipples. "Paint a picture with my hands... And back and forth we sway... Like branches in a storm... Change of weather... Still together when it ends…"
After she stops singing, Quinn remains silent for a moment.
"Promise that we'll be together forever?"
"What?" Rachel looks up in confusion.
"Please, never leave me." She says in a low tone, almost whispering.
"Quinn…"
"Please, promise." She pleads, her voice cracking and full of emotion.
"I won't…"
In silence, she rolls over, putting some distance between them. She looks up at the ceiling.
"What's wrong baby?"
"You didn't promise."
"Wha-I… you… What?" Rachel opens and closes her mouth a few times.
"You heard me."
"Something is bothering you and it's not because I didn't promise. And by the way, I don't have to, I love you. I'm not going to leave you, it is more like the other way around." She assures playfully.
"No, it's not. I'd never leave you." Quinn says huffish, frowning slightly.
"So it's settled. We won't leave each other."
Rachel points out as Quinn keeps her eyes fixed on a spot on the ceiling.
"Quinn, look at me, tell me what is wrong?" Rachel tries out, but the blonde doesn't move.
"I'm happy, like really, really happy." She finally says.
"And that's a problem?" Rachel teases.
"No… But, my life…" She takes a deep breath. "I was thinking, that maybe you will realize that I'm not good enough and you will walk away from me. I won't stand it Rach." She admits whiningly.
"Hey… Okay, I promise, I won't leave you."
Rachel props herself on her elbow.
"Now, look at me, please, look into my eyes."
She cups the blonde's face as Quinn finally turns to her girlfriend and locks her hazel eyes onto Rachel's chocolate ones.
"I won't leave you because I can't, I love you." She says, eyes full of passion.
"I love you too."
They kiss each other with such passion and devotion that when they break the kiss all the doubts seemed silly.
"Sorry, I'm an idiot. It's just that my life has been always so dramatic."
"Mmm… I see… let's not think about it okay? I'm here, I will take care of you my princess." Rachel hugs her girlfriend tight.
"You're perfect." Quinn says with adoration.
"Far from it; buuut… I will try to be perfect for you. Starting right now."
With that she ends the talking. True, Rachel Berry loves to talk, but she loves more, by far, pleasing her love.
All Quinn can think is: why she wasted time talking when she could be screaming Rachel's name, over and over again?
She never complained about being a celebrity, in fact this was one of her main goals in the past. After all, she always thought that:
"Nowadays, being anonymous is worse than being poor. Fame is the most important thing in our culture now…"
But right now? She would tell herself to shut the hell up!
Two days without her girlfriend and she is freaking out.
Quinn is in New York and she is stuck in L.A.
"Can I say the obvious here?"
Claire says with a genuine smile on her face. She's noticed that Rachel is very distracted.
"Go after her. I mean, go to New York."
"I wish I could Claire, but I can't." Rachel says pouty.
"Come on! You're Rachel Berry. Of course you can. I mean, after you finish here." She points out playfully.
They are at a radio station as Rachel is the guest star of a very famous show.
"You only have the studio stuff tomorrow, I'm sure Brian will understand."
"Well, seeing through this point of view."
"I knew you would get my point." She winks. "Besides, if you go, I will have more time to plan my anniversary."
"What anniversary?"
"Me and Jake, we're completing one year together now, tomorrow to be exact… and…"
"Get out!" Rachel says promptly. "What are you even doing here, why didn't you tell me? Get out now."
Rachel demand as Claire starts laughing.
"It's all right, the celebration is tomorrow." She waves her boss off. "I just wanted, you know, to prepare myself, I want to look good."
"Seriously Claire, you should have told me, and you can go now."
"No, we'll finish here then I'll take you home to pack-"
"No way." Rachel cuts her off. "You'll go now and as a form to redeem myself, I want you to buy the perfect dress and send me the bill, don't be shy about the money. Now go or I will fire you."
"Okay."
"You know I really wouldn't fire you, right?"
"Yes I know." She smiles.
"I can't live without you."
"I'm flattered, but never say that near miss Fabray. I would be dead in a minute."
"Probably." Rachel giggles. "But keep calling her Miss Fabray that you might survive."
"It's not funny. I saw her jealous once and you guys were not even together yet. She was really scary."
"Oh, you haven't seen anything. Seriously, you should've seen the HBIC Quinn."
"Or maybe I shouldn't. I will get a flight for you right away and don't even think about arguing with that, it's my job and you aren't good at yelling at people, I don't want you to be stressed."
"All right, but that's it, you're free." Rachel says resolute and Claire nods at her.
After that she goes straight to her house and when she gets there, she starts checking her voicemail.
From Peter: Rachel we need to talk, I know you're hiding from me lady… we have yet to dis-
She cuts him off. She doesn't want to deal with her publicist now.
From Brian: Rachel I have a great idea for a-
She also cuts her producer off as she doesn't want to hear her producer either.
From Sam: hey Rachel! Sam here needs help! Mercedes again… yeah, you guys are both divas you understand each other… call me maybe?
Sam laughs in the middle of the message and Rachel rolls her eyes.
"Anyway… I'll be very grateful! Love you! Bye!"
Rachel smiles at that, but then she remembers a certain time when the blonde boy used to date her girlfriend, and she turns off the smile.
"Wow! I need to control my jealousy. Poor Sam, he already has to deal with Santana."
Then she remembers the prom they went together. Well, she, Mercedes and him.
Okay… Jesse too…
"He is really cute…" And of course she will help him.
She gets back to her phone again.
From Brittany: Rach, who gets on top? You or Quinn? no wait-
Rachel choked on her own saliva.
From Santana: ignore that question…
She can't believe her friends. She is happy she has them though.
From Quinn: Rachel we were having a bitch conference and I kind of said I get on top, but that doesn't mean I don't like you on top, 'cause I do… really do, you're mad? Don't be okay? I love you. Please don't be mad at me…
Rachel is almost passing out with the intensity of her laugh. Quinn is so cute when she is rambling. And she just misses her so much.
She has to go to New York. She just needs Claire to confirm her flight. She is not going to need much as she still has things in New York.
But first of all, she needs to go somewhere.
Moments later, she stops in front of the front door of Santana's apartment and remains standing in there for a few seconds. The front door is ajar which is really weird. She ponders whether she should call the police or not, but she hears something.
It seems like…
"Santana?" She tries out.
"Oh yeah!"
Yep, definitely a moan.
Upset, she doesn't think, she breaks into the apartment. Rachel can't believe Santana is doing this to Brittany. She is about to yell and go all Lima heights adjacent, noting that this would be very accurate being Santana the "Lima heights adjacent's girl".
Then she sees what she sees. There, on the living room's couch, a sight that she could've lived without having witnessed.
"Oh my fucking eyes!" She yells and covers her eyes with her hand.
"Fucking hell Berry! Knock much!?"
"The door was open!" She turns around.
"Girls, calm down…" Brittany says calmly. "This is the day we all knew it would come: our threesome." She adds playfully.
In a bolt, Rachel turns around to face the dancer, forgetting why she was in that position in the first place.
"What the hell?" She opens her mouth in disbelief. "Oh! My Barbra! Girls! Clothes!"
"B!" Santana complains. "It's not gonna happen." She grimaces.
"Yes, I mean, this is not happening." Rachel shakes her head vehemently.
"I'm just kidding girls, you know, to light up the mood. You guys are so dramatic…" She waves her hand playfully. "Can you give me my shirt Rach? It's right over there, close to the door." Brittany points to said shirt.
"Sure."
When Rachel gets back, Santana is already half dressed, well, her panties are on. Besides she is not the shy type.
"Here." Rachel hands the shirt to Brittany, she is still with her eyes closed.
"Come on Rach! It's not like you didn't see me naked before."
"Yeah, not with Brittany… you know…" She gestures her hand in the air.
"Whatever… what are you doing here?" Santana asks impatient.
"Well…" She opens her eyes. "Can you please put your shirt on Santana?!"
Santana rolls her eyes but complies.
"Fine! Or you won't resist Brittany's suggestion right?"
"You're really funny. Besides, it would be an amazing experience for you."
"Thinking about it, maybe you're right." Santana teases. "You know, Britt is amazing and I love watching her." She shrugs. "It would be pretty amazing to watch you both."
Need to vomit… but teasing Berry is good…
Santana thinks.
Rachel's senses lost the battle for dominance in her brain for a moment as the naughty part of her brain takes control.
"You're totally thinking about it." Brittany smiles mischievously.
"Fuck off Berry! I was just kidding."
Rachel blushes slightly."I wasn't thinking about anything."
"You were!" Santana laughs. "Oh my God… I'm starting to think that your visit wasn't unintentional."
"What?!" Rachel gets pissed off. "I'm not even answering this."
"Please tell me that there is a reason for you to be here, interrupting my limited time with my girlfriend."
"First of all, hi B, I didn't know you were here. I saw the door open and…" Rachel looks at the floor. "I thought she was cheating on you." She mumbles.
"And you were going to defend me? Aww."
Brittany gets close and wraps her arms around Rachel's shoulders.
"Actually, I was about to go all Lima heights on her."
"Hey, you couldn't go all lima heights on me."
"Yes I could."
"No, you couldn't."
"Girls…"
"Anyway, I came here to say that I'm going to New York-"
"Couldn't you have talked about this over the phone?" Santana cuts her off annoyed.
"Hey, I wanted to say in person and I wanted to see you." Rachel admits as Santana tries to contain her smile, she fails though. "I'm sorry, I didn't know B was here."
"It's all right Rachel, I was missing her, and it is a really quick visit." Brittany squeezes her shoulders. "I'm really happy to see you."
"So, hobbit, what are you going to do in New York?" Santana rolls her eyes as she figures out. "Oh! Come on! Really? Can't you wait her come back?"
"No, I can't. I got your messages by the way." Rachel informs lively as Santana laughs. "What was that all about anyway?"
"Well, I was on my way here, thinking about the things I was going to do to Santana and the things she was going to do to me…"
Rachel rolls her eyes. "Got it…"
"Anyway, I started wondering…you know, about you and Quinn and then when I arrived, Santana attacked me before I could close the door, I grabbed her and took her to the couch."
"Can you skip this part?" Rachel asks worriedly.
"And then she was on top again and I giggled and she asked me why and I said-"
Flashback:
"You love to be on top don't you baby?"Brittany says teasingly.
"Yes I do." Santana smirks and start kissing her girlfriend's body.
"I will let you win. This time."
The Latina presses their lips together and kisses her girlfriend passionately.
"I want you naked B." They kiss. "Too long." She holds the fastener of Brittany's bra and unclasps it, tossing the bra away carelessly.
"Which one of them do you think is the bottom?"
"Uh?" Santana lifts her head.
"Quinn or Rachel?"
As she gets what her girlfriend was asking, Santana smirks.
"Definitely Quinn."
"I'd say that too, but… I don't know."
"You think they're like us?"
"Not that complicated, but anyway, I know Rach and she is a controller freak. Actually they both are. I know!" She shouts all of sudden. "Let's ask!"
She takes her phone and calls Rachel.
"Voice mail…" She pouts. "Rach, who gets on top? You or Quinn? no wait-"
She huffs as Santana takes the phone.
"Santana!"
The Latina takes her own phone and calls Rachel as well.
"Ignore that question." She keeps her attention on her phone. "Let's get things more interesting." She says smirking as she calls Quinn.
Now:
"This should've been my clue, you know, that you were here."
"Probably." Santana teases her.
"I'm leaving you guys now, to, you know… Have fun."
"Bye Rach!"
"Bye Britt and Santana? Feed my cat."
"Whatever."
"She will Rach, don't worry."
When Rachel reaches the door she shouts:
"Just so you know guys, she is not always on top, not even close."
Rachel closes the door behind her and leaves.
"Told ya." Santana smiles at her girlfriend. "They really can't stay away from each other."
"Baby, they couldn't even before there was sex involved."
"Mm… where were we?" Santana bites down on her bottom lip seductively.
"About to fuck each other on this couch." Brittany smirks.
With that, Santana pushes her girlfriend's back down on the couch and straddles her.
"She's so cute when she does that."
Sitting on the couch of Kurt's apartment, enjoying the company of her two friends, Quinn says affectionately.
"You're saying this because you're in love Ms. Berry." Kurt teases her.
"Someday." She says with moony eyes.
"Oh God. Who are you? What have you done with Quinn Fabray?"
"Baby, don't tease her."
"It's okay Blaine. I remember well of a certain person who used to spread to anyone who would've listened about his dear love Blaine."
"Oh, that's Quinn Fabray." Kurt points out playfully.
They are laughing and distracted, when he gets inside the apartment.
"What are you doing here?" He didn't mean to be so rude, it was involuntary. What else could he do? Everything was so recent.
"I didn't have a clue that I owed you some kind of… explanation?" She says sarcastically.
"All right, let's pretend we are all civilized people and not the drama queens we are. Finn, she is my friend. She can be here whenever she wants." The fashionable boy says.
"I know. I'm sorry." He sighs and starts over. "How are you Quinn? We almost, well, we haven't seen each other lately and when I was in L.A. well, you were distant."
"I'm sure you know why, but yeah. We haven't seen each other."
Finn looks around like he is searching for something, or, someone.
"She is not here." The blonde informs annoyed.
"Who?"
She rolls her eyes.
"She is in L.A."
"Did you forbid her to come? Because I'm here?" He arches an eyebrow.
She laughs amusedly.
"Do you really believe it would be possible for me to do that?"
"No…"
He smiles his dopey smile, which makes Quinn tense, she knows he is reminiscing something about her girlfriend.
"Besides, I didn't know you were still here."
"I'm leaving tomorrow." He informs. "I'll let you guys now. Good to see you Quinn."
He starts walking toward the hallway.
"Wait, Finn?"
He stops as she looks at him calmly.
"It was good to see you too. I never meant to hurt you."
Blaine smiles and Kurt nods to her. It was very sweet of her, he thinks.
"But I would do it anyway just to have her. I love Rachel that much."
And then she ruins it…
Kurt rolls his eyes.
"I don't blame you. Besides, I did it to you too, right?"
"Yes you did."
"The difference is that I'm hurt because I love her, not because I lost the chance of winning a crown made of plastic."
She craves her nails into her palms as Blaine's eyes go wide.
"Finn Hudson!"
"It's okay Kurt." She raises a hand up. "Here's the thing Finn, we are adults." She sighs. "And friends. I think we can manage to deal with this situation."
"I think that too, sorry… well…" He gets close, leans down and kisses the top of her head. "I really want the best for you guys. Despite everything."
Quinn nods her head. Kurt can see that she is holding back her emotions.
"Thank you." She nibbles her bottom lip. "Uh, Finn?" She sighs. "I love you." He smiles. "Don't get used to it. I'm not going to say it again."
"I love you too." He says tenderly and then he walks toward the hallway.
"Aw… so cute…" Kurt teases her.
"Shut up."
"She is a young actress with a promising future. Her TV show is already on its way to the third season, she owns one of the most beautiful faces I have ever seen. Am I forgetting something? Oh! She was a cheerleader in high school! Please welcome the lovely Quinn Fabray!"
The audience cheers as she walks toward David. They greet each other with kisses and sit.
"Well Quinn, thank you for coming here."
"Well, thank you for invited me over. I finally found the time to come here."
"Busy life?" He inquires playfully.
"Yeah, you know, we cheerleaders have a very full agenda."
They laugh lively.
"I have a serious question. What's in the Lima's water? You're my dear are gorgeous."
"Thank you." Quinn says modest.
"Rachel too of course. You're both stunning."
"Yes, she is." She says happily. "Talking about her, she said something about me when she came here, so, I'm going to tell you guys her dirty secrets." She arches her eyebrow playfully.
"Oh I hope so." He mocks,
She laughs carefree.
"I can't actually. She would kill me."
The audience complains.
"Yes, I'm whipped like that." She says unthinking.
"Knowing Rachel, I can totally get you." David squeezes her hands as she giggles delighted. "I want you to tell me, is it true that you guys used to fight with each other?"
"I was a cheerleader and she was a…" She trails off, regretting for the millionth time the way she treated Rachel. "Anyway… she stole my boyfriend" Quinn pouts.
"Oh, she didn't tell me that." He says in faux shock. "That's Finn Hudson right? I heard they're together again."
No… she is with me…
She is actually very close to say that out loud, but Rachel wants to be discreet and she always does what Rachel asks. Always…
She is just whipped like that.
"I don't think so, it's complicated."
"I see, but now, tell me about the movie."
"Oh, yes, Noah wanted me to do it. I couldn't refuse, I feel that I'm already part of it, you know. I was there during the creation processes."
"I see…" He says suggestively.
The audience laughs.
"Not like that. We're friends…" She clarifies.
"I love this kind of friendship."
She laughs amused, not really upset.
"Really, we dated, but now we're just friends." She says resolute, waving him off.
"The show! You know Rachel told me she is addicted, but I'm sure she is not the only one. You're ready to the third season?"
"Yes, actually, we have a surprise for this season…"
"Baby, baby no phone it is our anniversary."
"I know, it is just this call, I promise."
She answers her phone.
"I'm trying to call Rachel but I couldn't manage. Any idea where she is? I know she is not in Fabrayland 'cause Quinn is in New York so…"
"That's exactly where she is." Claire informs calmly, she really doesn't want to prolong this talk. She doesn't really like Rachel's producer.
"What?! We have a meeting tomorrow! She didn't tell me."
"I'm telling you now. I told her to go by the way."
"You what?"
"You know artists, they need their inspiration anyway and hers isn't here so…"
"I got a job for you and you do this to me?"
"Well, I actually got the job by myself, Rachel cho-"
"I'm kidding." He cuts her off.
She isn't so sure that he is kidding.
"She will be back soon anyway." She explains. "I gotta go now. Have a good night."
"I hope you're right, we have things to do. Good night."
She hangs up.
"Done?"
"Yeah… I hate these producers, you know, they think they are a big deal, better than the artists they are producing."
"Sometimes they are."
"Maybe, but not Rachel, she is really talented."
"I don't really want to talk about your boss."
"Excuse me." The waiter says polite as he approaches their table.
"I didn't order it." Jake tells him.
"No, this is a gift. Miss Rachel Berry gave me specific orders." He explains.
"Thank you George." Claire smiles at the water.
George serves them and leaves.
"You know him?"
"The girls love this restaurant. Rachel got a reservation for us, what doesn't mean we aren't doing whatever you've planned and I expect to be amazed."
He laughs as he sips up on his drink.
"This bottle costs more than one thousand dollars. I think I love you boss."
"No matter what, never say it near her girlfriend."
"Okay." He frowns confused.
She smiles. Scary Quinn is still scary.
Rachel barely lands in New York and her phone is buzzing. She sees the name on the screen and ignores it.
Meanwhile…
Quinn is nestled in Rachel's bed, hugging the singer's pillow as it has her girlfriend's scent after all. She hears the door's cracking open, then she hears steps on the living room and it's when she gets a little scared. Blame it on the movie she is watching. And she is blonde. They always end badly. Or dead…
The only person that has the keys is Kurt and obviously Rachel. But Rachel is miles away. Or so she thinks.
"Kurt? I'm warning, if you're not Kurt I have a gun."
She hears a familiar laugh.
"You know baby," Rachel tosses her bag on the couch and walks toward her bedroom. "You should know by now that you have a totally insane girlfriend, who apparently can't stay away from you."
"I can't stay away from her either."
They meet in the middle of the room, claiming each other lips.
"Crazy." Quinn says as they pull away.
"For you."
Rachel presses their lips together again, kissing her girlfriend with urge and passion.
"You know, I really am… I'm crazy for you… Touch me once and you'll know it's true… I never wanted anyone like this… It's all brand new… You'll feel it in my kiss… You'll feel it in my kiss…"
Quinn laughs amused and stares at her girlfriend in complete awe.
"Because I'm crazy for you… Touch me once and you'll know it's true… I never wanted anyone like this… It's all brand new…You'll feel it in my kiss…"
Rachel kisses her tenderly.
"I'm crazy for you… Crazy for you… Crazy for you…Crazy for you…"
"I love you. Did you know that Rachel Berry? And I want to make love to you right now."
"It wasn't enough the phone sex?"
"Mmm… it was amazing, but not enough."
Quinn pulls Rachel into her and presses their lips together in a searing kiss. They walk toward the bed, lips never leaving each other's. When they reach the bed, Quinn pushes Rachel's back on the mattress and gets on top of her.
"There she is." Rachel moans. "My top girl."
Quinn giggles on Rachel's neck.
"You're not mad, are you?"
"No baby. Those two… why are we their friends?"
"Probably because we love them."
"Yeah, probably."
"Now stop talking and kiss me." Quinn demands.
"You're so sweet." Rachel teases as she wraps her arms around her girlfriend.
Pressing their lips together, she gives her girlfriend a breathtaking kiss that makes Rachel see stars.
"You don't play fair Fabray." Rachel mutters, still in a haze.
"Who said I'm playing?" She says with her husky voice and starts undressing Rachel.
"Quinn?" Rachel says, her eyes almost closing.
"I'd love to make love to you, really, but I'm really tired." She is almost asleep.
"Okay. It's okay baby." Quinn pecks her girlfriend's lips. "Go to sleep."
She doesn't need to say twice because Rachel is already fast asleep. She starts undressing her girlfriend again. Then she goes to Rachel's closet to take her nighty.
When she comes back Rachel is snoring. She smiles, and then she dresses the brunette. She turns off the light and cuddles her girlfriend.
She is pretty sure her life can't get any better than this.
Quinn sang "Sunday morning" (By maroon 5) to Rachel.
And Rachel sang "Crazy for you" (By Madonna) to Quinn.