Ok here's 12. Sorry again for taking so long with the last update. I will try to get back on track with it and at least attempt to update every couple of days time allowing. Just want to say thank you for the reviews and wishing me luck with my move to Australia in a few months i much appreciate it all.
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So far the party was not that exciting to Rachel, she sat on the couch and listened to Kurt and Mercedes and Tina have a drunken conversation about Mike and Sam. Santana, Puck, Finn, Arty and Brittany were over by Pucks pool table talking and trying to play a fair game of pool in their drunken stupor.
Quinn was yet to show up and Rachel tried to refrain from glancing at the door every 90 seconds. It was one of those times where she was making a conscious effort not to look when Quinn finally walked in. It was Santana calling out to the blonde that alerted Rachel and her head snapped up and she looked over at Quinn to see the blonde was looking at her.
Quinn looked away first and she walked over to Santana and took the drink that the Latina offered to her. Rachel continued to watch her for a moment before turning back to the conversation she was being dragged into.
It was almost an hour later and Rachel was sitting on the couch by herself holding a still rather full cup of beer and watching the group of teenagers playing a drunken game of Twister. It was about 5 minutes into the game that Rachel noticed Quinn wasn't in the group and she frowned and looked around.
It was this time that a warm breath hit her ear and cheek and a soft voice sounded beside her.
"Not drinking tonight Rachel?" Quinn asked in a low voice as she leaned over the back of the couch and spoke into the brunettes ear
"No i'm not exactly feeling it." Rachel replied a little stiffly.
"Why not?" Quinn stood up and simply vaulted over the back of the couch landing lightly beside Rachel.
"I don't know. After that party at my place I feel like I should probably not get inebriated... ever again." Rachel said ruefully.
"God tell me about it. The following few days was far worse than the party itself though." Quinn laughed at the memory.
"You are not wrong. I think that was the biggest mistake of my life to date." Rachel finally turned to look at the blonde.
"I wish I could say the same." Quinn said a little less merrily.
"Oh? What was the biggest?" Rachel inquired seriously.
"Debatable. You and Beth are high on the list." Quinn was honest, Rachel could see it in the sadness of the hazel eyes.
"Well I don't know if I want to touch on my being on the list but Beth... Do you mean having her? Or Giving her up?" Rachel turned on the couch to face Quinn.
"Both? I don't know. She obviously wasn't planned but thinking about that cute little baby makes it hard to think of her as a mistake. I do regret giving her up, but I also think it was for the best. I'm just a kid myself, I couldn't have given her the life she deserves." Quinn spoke slowly as if she had to think about her answer as she spoke.
"It must have been hard for you but I very much respect you Quinn, for the decisions you made." Rachel smiled warmly.
"Oh? Most people would think i'm selfish for giving Beth up for adoption." Quinn pointed out bluntly.
"Yes, most people don't get it. In the end you didn't give her up for your benefit, you gave her up for hers. Also most girls your age would have aborted." Rachel reached out and put her hand over the blondes own hand on the couch between them.
"Why are you my friend Rachel?" Quinn asked as she stared at the hands on the couch.
Rachel stared at Quinn for a long moment. Realistically Rachel had asked herself the same question many times in the past year. Quinn hadn't ever really been kind to Rachel until recently but Rachel's developing crush, one that she tried hard to ignore for months, made it hard for the brunette to continue to dislike the blonde.
"Why not?" Rachel countered the question not really knowing how to answer.
"Because I was a super bitch to you for years. I treated you like crap and you had never even done anything to me." Quinn frowned up at Rachel.
"Well yes you did... I don't know. I just like you Quinn. I think you are a good person." Rachel explained honestly.
"You are too good. Can I ask you a question you aren't going to like, and probably wont want to answer?" Quinn asked hesitantly.
"Uh... I guess so..." Rachel replied slowly.
"Why do you like me? I mean like like me?" Quinn paused briefly before answering.
"Quinn..." Rachel pulled her hand back as she sighed the name in exasperation.
"OK, Too deep. Let me rephrase. When did you start to like me like that?" Quinn asked imploringly.
"Ah jees Quinn. Honestly? Shortly before I found out you was pregnant was when I started to notice you like that." Rachel blushed deeply.
"Really? Why?" Quinn seemed to perk up a little.
"Quinn, really? Why are you not completely disturbed by the fact that I have a crush on you?" Rachel asked with a scowl.
"It's flattering and intriguing because I was a super bitch to you." Quinn answered promptly.
"Quinn! Come play with us! We are playing spin the bottle!" Puckerman yelled from his position on the twister mat.
"No thanks Puck. I will referee though!" Quinn answered as she got up off the couch and smiled down at Rachel.
"I would like to know one day what it is you see in me. But I wont push... this time." Quinn said to the brunette.
Rachel simply nodded and watched as Quinn walked over to the others before she stood up and walked outside, deciding she needed some fresh air after her conversation with Quinn. Rachel stood outside in the cool air in the dark and took a mouthful of her beer before tipping it out and setting the cup down.
"Rachel!" Santana called out groggily through the bathroom door.
Rachel opened the bathroom door and almost fell over when Santana rushed into the bathroom and promptly began to use the toilet. Rachel glanced at the other girl for a moment before rolling her eyes and then going back to brushing her teeth.
"You know there are other bathrooms in the house right." Rachel asked around her toothbrush.
"You know I was seconds away from wetting myself right." Santana said haughtily.
"Want some water?" Rachel asked as she rinsed her mouth.
"Yes please." Santana said standing up and pulling her pants back up.
Rachel handed Santana the glass of water and followed the Latina back out into the bedroom where they sat on the bed in silence while Santana drank the water.
"So what were you and Quinn talking about on the couch last night?" Santana asked finally.
"Me and Quinn." Rachel answered honestly.
"Yeah what were you talking about." Santana asked again.
"No silly, I meant we were talking about Quinn and myself." Rachel chuckled.
"What about exactly?" Santana asked with a frown.
"Mistakes and she wanted to know when and why I started liking her." Rachel frowned a little.
"Damn that was deep then. She never did say why she wasn't drinking. Maybe she is pregnant again." Santana said after a moment.
"I doubt it and lets not talk about that, you know how rumors get started." Rachel said with a little scowl.
"Jealous of the idea that it could be possible Berry?" Santana asked feeling a little affronted by the scowl on her friends face.
"Not at all, I found Quinn to be quite attractive when she was pregnant." Rachel said without thinking.
"Oh my god! That was it wasn't it! That's when you developed your crush, when you found out she was pregnant." Santana said excitedly.
"No... That was just what confirmed it. Please don't say anything to anyone about this... ever." Rachel said blushing.
"Cross my heart you weirdo." Santana said laughing.
"Why is that weird?" Rachel was offended.
"Cause you are a teenager. You aren't supposed to find a woman attractive in the motherly state until you are older, and its your kid." Santana was still laughing.
"I'm sure I would find her more than attractive if it was my child and i'm not sure I agree with your theory about exactly when I should find a pregnant woman attractive." Rachel was scowling and she got up and went over to find herself some clean clothes.
"Aw Rach, don't get mad at me. I think its cute, though I did not realize you had it this bad for Q." Santana said getting up and hugging Rachel from behind.
"I wish I didn't like her at all. Its kills me to have to so close to me sometimes and yet feel like she is completely out of reach." Rachel sighed heavily.
"Why does it kill you? It's just a crush." Santana asked seriously.
"It's not just a crush San... I think i'm in love with her." Rachel said quietly.