Again, thanks everyone for the kind reviews i'm glad you are all liking it so far. I do not own Glee just borrowing the characters. Enjoy chapter 6 everyone =) If you see any problems let me know.
Rachel was shaken awake and she started and looked around before she focused on her dads face. Rachel was slightly confused for a minute until she realized she was in the lounge room and she remembered why she was there. She looked over and saw Brittany curled up by herself on the floor with a few Scrabble tiles stuck to her face.
"Rachel, honey, we took San up to her room but we aren't sure what to do with these other two." LeRoy said quietly and Hiram looked down at Rachel over his husbands shoulder.
Rachel frowned for a moment and then felt a pressure on her thighs and she looked down to see Quinn's head pillowed on them. Rachel started again flinching a little and the twitch in her legs seemed to be enough to wake the blonde.
"Uh, take Brittany up to San's room." Rachel said looking away from Quinn as she slowly seemed to blink awake.
"OK. And this one?" Hiram asked gesturing to Quinn as he failed to notice her open eyes.
"Ah... I... Quinn can share with me." Rachel stammered before clearing her throat and sitting up.
LeRoy didn't hesitate to scoop the blonde up off of the floor and follow his husband up the stairs. Quinn didn't protest like Rachel expected her too she just looked back at Rachel over LeRoy's shoulder. Rachel followed closely behind and turned down her sheets when her daddy stepped aside at the bed.
LeRoy laid Quinn, whose eyes were closed again, down on the bed and kissed Rachel on the forehead before walking to the door and then stopping to look back at his daughter and speaking quietly.
"We will look into getting your car repainted tomorrow honey, i'm sorry those boys are treating you badly."
"It's OK daddy, they are just silly boys. They will grow up eventually, I hope." She smiled warmly at her dad before stifling a yawn.
"Sleep well girls." LeRoy said stepping out of the room and closing the door.
When Rachel looked over at Quinn again she was laying quietly with a startled look on her face as she looked towards the door. Rachel frowned but stayed quiet as she moved and found her pajamas before walking into the bathroom and changing.
When she walked back out and looked at Quinn she saw the blonde was watching her closely. Rachel steeled her nerves and walked over and climbed into the bed. She laid back and stretched a little, feeling her muscles tight from being asleep on the floor.
"He knew I was awake up carried me up here anyways." Quinn spoke finally.
"Is that a question or a statement?" Rachel asked turning her head to look at Quinn's face.
"Both?" Quinn said frowning.
"Oh, well yes my dads are very sweet people." Rachel said in way of explanation.
"But, why would they carry a stranger up stairs when they could carry their own daughter?" Quinn was sounding as confused as she looked.
"Because i'm not the biggest fan of being carried and they know that. It's not like I mind at all. Does it bother you?" Rachel asked curiously.
"No I guess not. It's just strange. I didn't know people could be that nice. My dad would have just woken me up and sent me to bed." Quinn said quietly as she shifted around under the sheets.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked with a curious frown.
"Unbuttoning my jeans." Quinn answered with a sigh.
"Why?" Rachel asked with a squeak and then cleared her throat and looked away with a slight blush on her cheeks.
"These jeans are a little tight, it's more comfortable to sleep with them unbuttoned." Quinn said settling down finally.
"Oh! Hey would you like to borrow something of mine to sleep in?" Rachel asked quickly.
"You got any boxers?" Quinn asked curiously with a small smile.
"Uh, yeah somewhere let me look for them." Rachel said sliding out of the bed and going over to her dresser and rummaging through the most likely draw.
Quinn laid quietly and watched Rachel with a small smile on her face. Quinn had heard about the game night from Santana and hadn't really had to fish for an invite regardless of how prepared she was to do that. So far it was turning out better for the blonde than she first expected it would. Rachel stood and turned round and Quinn chuckled at the triumphant look on the brunettes face as she held up the boxers.
"Thanks Rachel." Quinn said climbing out of the bed and taking the boxers off the brunette.
Rachel expected Quinn to go into the bathroom and change into the boxers but was rather surprised when the blonde simply shimmied out of her jeans there in front of her. Rachel couldn't stop her eyes from dropping to the long legs she had seen countless amounts of time. Admiring the stems she looked them up and down for a moment before she realized Quinn was wearing a thong.
With a furious blush Rachel tore her eyes off of the blonde and stepped around her and got back into her bed rolling onto her side, facing away from Quinn. After a few more moments and the sound of clothes being dropped on the floor Rachel felt Quinn climb back into the bed behind her.
"So Rachel..." Quinn started.
Rachel waited expecting Quinn to continue but soon realized she would have to respond before the blonde would say anything else.
"Yeah?" She said in a strangled tone.
"Have you always been bi?" Quinn's question startled Rachel a little.
"Uh, yes I suppose so." Rachel answered slowly.
"Was your first crush a girl or a boy?"
"Girl." Rachel answered without hesitating.
"Then how did you know you weren't a lesbian? How many boys have you had crushes on?" Quinn asked quickly.
"Just the one." Rachel said choosing not to answer the first question.
"So how did you know you weren't a lesbian?" Quinn pushed.
"Uh, I had feelings for Finn that's how." Rachel was a little annoyed at this point, with the conversation.
"Did you really?" Quinn asked seriously.
"I..." Rachel was about to answer that yes she did but she stopped and thought about it for a long moment.
Finn was a sweet boy and quite good looking but if Rachel was honest he annoyed her more than he enamored her. Frowning she remembered the boys terrible mannerisms and the way he refused to send a readable text. Rachel didn't know how to answer when she began to doubt whether she did actually have feelings for him.
"I thought not. Goodnight Rachel." Quinn said when Rachel didn't say anything.
"Night Quinn." Rachel mumbled quietly.
Rachel laid there for almost an hour before she was able to fall back to sleep. She slept soundly and didn't wake again until her alarm sounded at 7am. Rachel reached out and turned it off before she felt the arm wrapped tightly around her and the nose pressed against the back of her neck.
Remembering that it was Quinn and not Santana that was pressed against her back Rachel stiffened even as a warm feeling spread through her body. The blonde stirred but only seemed to burrow closer to her.
"God Rachel, it's 7am on a Sunday morning, what is up with that." The blonde mumbled into the back of Rachel's neck making the brunette shiver.
"I like to keep my schedule." Rachel said in husky voice and hoped Quinn would just think it was cause she had just woken up.
"I'll have to remember that. Can I keep sleeping?" Quinn asked squeezing Rachel a little.
"Of course. Get up when ever you like. Uh, can you let go, I need to use the bathroom." Rachel said touching Quinn's arm lightly.
"Sorry." Quinn muttered moving her arm away from Rachel and letting her up.
"No problem. Go back to sleep. Come down when ever you like." Rachel slid off the bed and turned and tucked Quinn in which got her a warm sleepy smile.
Rachel stared for a moment before she went into the bathroom and closed the door. Rachel had dated Finn for a while and although she had never let him past first base they had had a few rather heavy make out sessions. Rachel how ever had never experienced lust before that morning.
The brunette leaned against the door and took a deep calming breath before stepping over to the shower and turning on the cold water. Rachel had decided the moment she had gotten out of the bed that a cold shower was the only thing that would help her and so she undressed and jumped into the shower giving a startled cry as the cold water hit her body.
Quinn was still awake when she heard the water start to running and gave a knowing smile when she heard the cry that was slightly muffled threw the door. Quinn chuckled and rolled onto her stomach and breathed in the scent that was purely Rachel Berry that was all over the pillow her face was buried in. Quinn fell asleep laying like this with a small smile on her lips and the thought of a hot and bothered Rachel on her mind.
Rachel was pretty sure she had just taken the quickest shower in the history of man kind. She got dressed into a pair of slacks and a button up long sleeve shirt before blow drying her hair and then walking out into the bedroom. She moved over to the bed and looked down at the sleeping blonde who had a curious little smile on her lips.
Rachel shook herself and turned and walked out of the room going downstairs where she could hear voices in the kitchen. Rachel walked in and was a little surprised to see Brittany sitting at the counter talking animatedly to LeRoy. Hiram smiled at Rachel who walked over and hugged him good morning before going to the fridge and getting herself some juice.
"Rachel honey, how come you have never bought Brittany home before?" LeRoy asked with a smile at his daughter.
"She's not mine to bring home. She is San's 'tall and blonde'." Rachel said with a smile as she moved to sit beside the other girl.
"Then I must have words to Santana about neglecting to invite her over before now." LeRoy said serious.
Rachel laughed at the determined look on her daddy's face and then turned to the blonde who was looking a little confused by the comments. Rachel smiled and patted Brittany's arm to get the blondes attention.
"How are you this morning Brittany. I didn't think you would be up so early." Rachel said warmly.
"I'm good. Yeah I told Artie I would meet him at Bread sticks for breakfast at 9. What do you mean by 'tall and blonde'?" Brittany asked almost as a second thought.
"Oh, we were giving San and Rachel a hard time about not dating each other last week and Santana said she had it bad for someone 'tall and blonde'." Hiram explained when he heard the question.
"Does everyone think you and Santana are dating?" Brittany asked bluntly.
"I don't know. I've only heard it from a few people." Rachel frowned a little at the annoyance in Brittany's tone.
"The whole Glee club thinks you are on together." Brittany said, now angry as the blonde jumped up and stormed towards the front door.
Rachel said for a moment looking startled before she jumped up and followed the ex-cheerio, calling out to get her to stop. Brittany stopped just outside the front door and glared at Rachel who was shocked to see the usually placid and innocent girl looking so furious.
"Brittany where are you going?" Rachel asked with a small voice.
"Home." Brittany snapped.
"Britt. You know there is nothing between San and I. She is like a sister to me really, I have explained this too you. I don't have romantic feelings for her." Rachel said gently as she looked up at the blonde.
"But everyone keeps talking about you and San like its a thing." Brittany almost sounded whiny.
"I'm beginning to realize you are right about that, but you have to trust me that San and I are just friends." Rachel explained slowly.
"I do! Rachel i'm sorry I don't mean to get upset about it but every time I hear about it I want to slap a unicorn." Brittany sighed heavily.
"Britt, you got to trust me. San and I are family nothing more. She loves you Brittany, you know that." Rachel smiled now.
"I know, I love her too, that's why it hurts to think about her with someone else."
"I understand that. But you must realize that how you are feeling now is how Santana feels every time she sees you with Artie or hears about you and Artie." Rachel explained gently.
Brittany opened her mouth and then closed and Rachel saw tears well up in her eyes. Reaching out Rachel put a comforting hand on Brittany's arm and rubbed it gently while the blonde tried to control herself.
"I don't want to hurt her, but I don't want to hurt Artie either." Brittany said with a shaky voice.
"I know B, but maybe you should stop thinking about Santana and Artie and think about what it is exactly that you want?" Rachel suggested gently.
"Maybe." Brittany sobbed and Rachel pulled the taller girl into her arms and gave her a warm hug.
"There, There B. Just think about what I have said. Now are you still determined to go home?" Rachel asked pulling back from the hug when Brittany's sobs slowed.
"Yes. I did tell Artie I would meet him and I would like to change before I go to Bread sticks." Brittany said wiping her face.
"OK. Well let me grab my keys and I will give you a ride to your place." Rachel said kindly and stepped back in the front door to grab her keys that were hanging by the door.