A/N: Faberry fan 09, you totally got me! Quinn is totally a push-over under the cold bitchy side [this side is coming up, too!] That was exactly what idea that triggered me to write this story. The first several chapters I mainly focused on the emotion part but I promise the next few come sexy time. BTY, let me know how do you wanna Quinn do? [wink] like Naked Spy? Nikita… Kidding, haha! Just don't hate me after this chapter…

Morning came, Quinn blinked her eyes for a moment and turned her head to drop some kisses on the godsend tan skin torso clung to her own body. After all this years, she still couldn't believe she got this woman sleeping beside her. Her eyes swept all over her and eventually located on the thin silver necklace with a simple circle ring resting on her wife's left bare breast peacefully, and remembered the exact moment she fell for this ex-diva once for all.

*FLASHBACK*

The blonde drove the diva to a rural place leaving the noisy neon far behind them after grabbing a dinner at a Thai restaurant which served brilliant vegan food, living up to Rachel's standard apparently, as Quinn researched the night before.

Quinn pulled over the car and hurried to the passage seat and pulled the door open for Rachel.

"Thank you, Quinn. That's very chivalrous." Rachel smiled sweetly at Quinn and apparently impressed by the careful choice of location.

Rachel can see the twinkling stars bedecked all over the black curtain as if she could see the Milky Way with her bare eyes. Under the stunning sky, golden lights kindled the whole space, driving the coldness and darkness away with their warm orange lights and leaving only the distant laughter floating above the openness on a huge piece of shining ice rink.

Quinn offered her hand for Rachel to take and led her to run into the rink.

Rachel had no sporty cells in her blood at all, so she clung to Quinn as tightly as possible. Quinn laughed yet gingerly took both of her hands and told her to relax and enjoy.

Rachel followed Quinn's lead and slowly was pulled by Quinn for a few circles. She shrieked loudly like a little child and for a moment, she nearly forgot who she was. She let herself go and trusted Quinn instinctively.

After a few more circles, Rachel was ready to give it a shot. She gingerly withdrew her hands from Quinn and took a first step. One foot after another foot as Quinn patiently taught. Pretty soon, she could try some big movement.

Just as the exactly moment when she wanted to skate to Quinn to show her achievement off, she lost her balance and slipped down. Quinn hurried to her side to catch her hands, but it was too late. Quinn was pulled down to the ground with Rachel, and she only managed to put herself under Rachel in order to protect her from hitting the ice too hard. Rachel, however, intentionally put all her body weigh on Quinn and crashed their lower bodies together and started to laugh out aloud uncontrollably.

"So… rink, eh?" Rachel smiled sweetly and teased the taller blonde a little. "I bet lots of girls will fall for this, right?"

Quinn stretch the back of her neck and felt a little embarrassed, "This is actually my first date."

"Wow, no way. So I am technically one of your first times?" Rachel unbelievably laughed.

Quinn shrugged.

Rachel smiled softly and tenderly said, "This is a perfect first date, cookie."

Quinn smiled and locked her eyes with those warm chocolate eyes, which she doubted she would ever get enough.

"Ready for your first official kiss for the first date?"

Instead of answering it, Quinn lowered her head and connected hers with Rachel's gingerly like kissing for a very first time.

"You are my one of first times, too, Quinn. I just hope you know." Rachel caressed the golden locks with her palms and whispered against the soft petals after pulling away from that kiss owning to the lack of air. "You are the first girl I ever date."

Quinn was frankly surprised, "I don't… I am… I…"

Rachel chuckled a little, "You know you are cute when you stutter."

Quinn frowned and defended, "I am… I DON'T…"

She bit her lips from inside and signed frustratingly, "It never happened before."

"Score two for Rachel Berry."

Quinn laughed, "I just surprised, because I bet you must be asked out a lot from both girls and boys."

"But I only do relationships and I am kinda conservative, so I never accept booty call from some co-stars. Besides, I am never interested in girls before."

Quinn was actually happy to hear that despite the fact that she had no right to feel any jealous to anyone close to the diva at their current relationship, which was only a first date, but she still hoped that Rachel was not a prude because when the diva fell on the ice early, she accidently pulled Quinn along due to their jointed hands, and their crotches may somehow grind into each other and Quinn could still feel her boner through the thick attire and the kiss did not do any good aside from pushing her over the edge.

"Then why didn't you turn me down as well?"

Rachel broke the eye connection and ducked her head for a while, "Okay, I lied."

Quinn's heart sunk and she felt sad for the sullen face in front of her. Without saying anything, she pulled the diva into a tight hug.

Rachel buried her face into Quinn's golden tresses and slowly said, "Don't get me wrong. I was raised by two gay dads and moved to New York with my best gay pal, and I love them very much. It's just… My first crush was back to high school, to a cheerleader who was popular, smart, beautiful, and a really good heart even though she was mean to me. You remind me of her. A lot."

Quinn silently listened and drew small circles on the back of the diva.

"I liked her a lot, but she called me names and vied with me for boys." Rachel was crying now. "I knew I could never be with her, and I though the only way to get her attention was to… I don't know.. stole her boyfriend."

"Shh…" Quinn could do nothing but hold her like she would break any time in her arms, and she really, really wanted to kick the cheerleader's ass. HARD.

"Then… Then… She started to be friendly with me. I thought maybe it's because she joined the Glee club and got used to me. Maybe it's because she felt gratitude for what I did for her when she got pregnant at 16 years old. Maybe it's because she moved on from her ex-boyfriend, who was the quarterback, you know, one of the very few boys who loved me for who I was."

Rachel cried harder and clung to Quinn like she was the only life saver, and Quinn was trying to stifle her own tears.

"Everything was getting better, everthing… until the boy purposed to me."

Quinn gaped but never stopped comforting the girl in her arms.

"I didn't know what to do. Meanwhile, she suddenly started to snap at me. I was too stupid and too selfish to know the truth." Rachel started to hyperventilate.

Quinn could see where the story goes and instantly held her palms on the diva's cheeks, "Shh…. Rachel, calm down. It's not your fault. It is life."

"No, you don't understand, Quinn." Rachel looked at Quinn intensely and almost sacredly. "I said yes to the boy and she tried to talk me out of it, but all I could think of was that she still had a thing for that boy. I was so angry while she was so determined that she tried until the day before the wedding. I couldn't listen. Why couldn't I listen?!" Rachel was shaking.

"Do you know what's more funny?" Rachel laughed humorlessly. "I shouted at her and said my wedding would still go on with or without her, and I didn't expect her to understand my decision because she would never know the insecurity of being loved by nobody."

"She was my friend, my best friend, Quinn." Rachel's eyes began to dilate and dry without tears. "The night before the wedding, she accepted. She said she would come to my wedding as long as I was happy."

"On the wedding day, she was running late for picking up the dress, and everyone was urging me to start the wedding on time, but I couldn't, I couldn't do it without her, and I didn't know why. It just felt all wrong, suddenly. Thus, I texted her and asked her where she was. I realized how surreal the wedding was, marrying to someone I didn't love. I started to picture her as the white knight to save me, but just that moment, something broke in my heart. I swore I could hear it and I could feel it."

Quinn wanted to stop the diva because she was hurting herself so hard that it totally broke her again.

"She died in the car accident on the way to my wedding. Answering my text is the cause that she missed the truck running through the red light."

Quinn helplessly watched something in the diva's eyes slipping away. She hated herself for doing nothing but holding her.

"She was sending me a text, which read "On my way to love you, Rae." And I was her emergence number. And the ring in the box in her pocket with my initiate was her only belonging. She was on her way to show me that I was loved by her from the beginning."

Quinn painfully watched the girl passed out in her arms and kissed her front head tenderly. For the first time, she noticed that there was a sliver ring in that silver necklace which the diva never took off. She couldn't even imagine the pain the tiny girl bore over the years. She bet the diva never told anyone before. She knew she was not supposed to feel jealous toward the ring's owner, but she couldn't stop the feeling of envy for the girl who could have the diva's heart for over 10 years. Carrying the girl in her arms securely, Quinn knew from that moment that she would protect this girl no matter what.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

"Share a penny?"

Quinn snapped out of her thoughts and whispered a small "hi" to the sleepy yet beautiful brunette in her arms with a ruby cheek and a missy hair.

"I was just thinking how lucky I am to have you as mine."

"Wow, isn't that sweet?" Rachel's voice was oozing sleepiness but that couldn't cover the happiness.

"I love you, Rae."

"I love you, too, Quinnie babe."

"Quit calling me that."

"Nah…"

"Ow, god, stop tickling me! I cannot breathe." Rachel giggled with tears as Quinn knocked her on her back with her mouth attached to the toned stomach.

"As your punishment, let's…" Quinn smirked slyly and was about to low her head to connect her lips to the former diva's lower body.

Rachel laughed and pulled Quinn's face away to cover wet yet still too sensitive clit. "Nah, my whole body was still aching from last night."

Quinn pouted and bit hard on Rachel's palm after licking it like a kitty.

"Plus, Lucy will need to get up and have her breakfast. Want something?"

"Nah," Quinn mimicked Rachel's tone. "Just come back to bed as soon as possible after you feed Lucy to serve me my dish and let me eat you out."

Rachel shook her head but couldn't deny the throbbing temptation of this advice, "Get your lazy ass out of the bed!"

"God, your bossy side was such a turn on."

"NOW!"

"Yes, mommy."