Author's Note: Woah, this is a quick update! This probably won't happen often, but I had an inspiration to write and couldn't resist. This is my favorite out of all my tics and I'm glad so many of you like it as much as I do. This is the date! I hope everyone likes it. Leave ideas for Faberry to flourish and any conflict ideas as well. Thanks!

-Ashlee :)

CHAPTER FOUR

QUINN POV

Quinn couldn't remember the last time she was this nervous. Her hands were sweaty and she couldn't stop shaking her leg under the restaurant table.

Quinn had been sitting inside Lorenzo's since 6:40pm to be exact. She was so excited that she started getting ready shortly after she talked to Mercedes. Quinn quickly decided on a baby blue sundress with her signature white wedges and a white cardigan to go with it; she didn't want to be too casual, but not too dressy either.

It was now 6:50pm and there was no sign of Rachel Berry. Even though she didn't know what she looked like in person, Quinn had Googled the short diva so she'd have a clue. The tiny picture on the screen of her iPhone did no justice for Rachel Berry's beauty.

Quinn was starting to get anxious, when all of sudden she feels her phone buzz indicating she has a text.

Rachel Berry: Hi, um I know I'm early but I'm sitting inside Lorenzo's at a table in the far left corner in the back of the restaurant. I'm wearing a navy blue dress with a red coat. Can't wait to finally meet you! :)

Quinn began to panic realizing that Rachel had probably been there the same amount of time she has. Quinn started frantically looking for the far left corner since she was already seated in the back of the restaurant. She heard giggling coming from a table right behind. Quinn then realized she was in front of the table that was in the far left corner. When she turned around she came face to face with a giggling Rachel Berry.

"Quinn?" Rachel tried.

"Uh, y-yeah that's me. It's so nice to finally meet you in person." Quinn was so enamored with Rachel's beauty and instantly felt attracted to her. Quinn felt like she had known Rachel for years and wanted to share everything with her; little did Quinn know, Rachel felt the exact same way.

Quinn held out her hand for a cordial handshake, but was caught off guard when the short woman pulled her in for a hug.

"Sorry, I'm a hugger!" Rachel had an absolutely beaming smile that was practically contagious.

"That's okay… after you?" Quinn held out her hand allowing Rachel to be seated before she sat down. Quinn had the seat facing towards the entrance and Rachel had her back to the door.

"Thanks… So, Quinn, Kurt told me that Magnolia took quite a liking to you fairly quickly." Rachel had no clue what to talk about on her date so she decided to bring up something they had common ground on, hoping it wasn't a mood-killer.

"Oh yeah, he told me. She's so sweet and polite and has such a bright spirit. She seems very outgoing."

"Thank you, I tried my best, but not all the credit goes to me. I don't know what I'd do without Kurt and Santana; they've help molded her just as much as I have," Rachel said sincerely.

"If you don't mind me asking, is her father in the picture?" Quinn noticed how Rachel slightly stiffened and hesitated. "Oh I'm so stupid—I shouldn't have asked—I'm sorry. Just forget I asked that, okay?" Quinn was desperately trying to backtrack feeling so guilty for asking something so personal.

"Quinn, it's okay. Lia's father—Jesse St. James—is not in the picture and never will be. When I told him I was pregnant he handed me twenty dollars and told me to take care of it so it wouldn't interfere in his journey to winning an Oscar. I took the money, but I certainly did not use it for what it was planned for. He probably still doesn't know about her and I know he wouldn't care if he did." Rachel watched as Quinn tried to take everything in with an emotionless expression on her face. "Sorry, I just sprung that all out. I like to be very open about everything and for some reason I feel like I could trust you with anything."

"No, no it's fine. Thank you for telling me you really didn't have to. I'm glad you feel you can trust me, I feel the same," Quinn said with a reassuring smile.

"So, Ms. Fabray, other than making my little girl's day, what do you like to do?"

"Well, honestly the best part of my life is going to work everyday. I love children so much. When I'm not being a total sap, I like to read and listen to music."

"That's amazing, Quinn. You rarely find people out there who genuinely love what they're doing for a living."

Quinn blushed and tucked a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear. The rumbling of Quinn's stomach interrupted Quinn and Rachel's dreamy eye contact.

"Oh goodness gracious, we haven't even been attended to, yet! This is unacceptable! You're probably starving." Rachel got up and went straight to the host.

Quinn thought Rachel was absolutely adorable and she couldn't help but get butterflies at the fact Rachel was making the big fuss for her.

Rachel returned to the table with a victorious smile and satisfied sign as she sat down. "There. All taken care of."

Suddenly, a waiter with a large basket of breadsticks took their drink and food orders while offering a free three-course meal, courtesy of Lorenzo's. When the waiter walked away Quinn gave Rachel a shocked look.

"How in the world did you manage that?" Quinn asked.

"Well, I may have exaggerated a little on how long we've been waiting and I might have also mentioned that your blood sugar's low and you might pass out," Rachel said with an embarrassed smile.

Quinn couldn't hold in her laughter and gave Rachel the biggest grin, "That was genius Ms. Berry!"

"Why, thank you, Quinn!" Rachel returned.

Quinn continued laughing and casually grabbing breadsticks to satisfy her angry stomach. Quinn and Rachel shared things about their families, childhood, and talked about everything you could possibly imagine; even Barbara Streisand!

At the front of the restaurant a tall tan woman walked in wearing a black hat, a beige trench coat, and big black sunglasses. This woman was carrying a small brunette that was wearing the exact same outfit that the woman was wearing, except the little girl had hot pink sunglasses instead of black.

SANTANA POV

Santana knew that with their disguises, Quinn and Rachel would never be able to tell they were there snooping. Santana tipped down her sunglasses, surveying the restaurant for the new couple.

Santana told the host her name and he went back to go get their pizza. When the host returned and it was time to pay, Santana put Lia down so she could get her wallet.

Santana should've known this was a bad idea, because as soon as she put the little one down, Lia sprinted towards the back of the restaurant.

"Ms. Bray! Mommy!"

RACHEL POV

Rachel looked up from her pizza and watched as a tiny person in a trench coat jumped into Quinn's lap. It took her a few moments to realize that tiny person was her daughter.

"Magnolia B. Berry, you get off Quinn right this instant!" Rachel chastised.

Quinn was holding Lia steady in her lap and was interacting with the little girl and making her giggle. "Relax, Rach, it's fine," Quinn assured.

Rachel internally swooned at the nickname and instantly forgot she was reprimanding her daughter. Rachel then remembered that her daughter just came out of nowhere and joined them.

"Sweetie, where is Sanny?"

Magnolia just looked at her mother confusedly then perked up and pointed towards the Latina who was frantically looking around.

Rachel just stared in Santana's direction and waited for the woman to notice her. Once Santana's eyes met Rachel's the Latina looked like she was about to pass out. Santana quickly removed her hat, fixed her hair and played coy.

"Oh my gosh Mags, how did you see your mommy and Quinn all the way from across the street?" Santana tried.

"But you have a pizza box from Lorenzo's in your hand," Quinn pointed out.

Santana shot Quinn a glare and then directed her attention back towards Rachel. "You wouldn't have known I was snooping if the little booger didn't blow our cover."

Magnolia giggled at the name she was called and was just happy to be with all the women she loved.

"Well since you guys are already here, why don't you guys eat with us? I mean, if that's okay with you Rachel…" Quinn offered.

Rachel crossed her arms and pouted like a child for a moment and then sighed and agreed.

Santana pulled up two chairs for her and Lia to sit at next to Rachel and Quinn.

"What part of incognito did you not understand Mags?" Santana asked.

Lia obviously didn't know what that word meant, so she continued to laugh hysterically and everyone else couldn't help, but join in.

When everyone finished their meal, they exited the restaurant. Santana and Magnolia said their goodbyes then made their way home. Rachel offered to walk Quinn to her car so they could have a few more moments alone.

"I'm so sorry our night was interrupted by the nosy twins," Rachel said with an apologetic smile.

"It's okay. Oddly enough, I actually like Santana. Her meanness is actually likable on her." Quinn laughed.

"Well, she does like the ladies too. I'm sure she'd say yes if you wanted to go out with her…" Rachel said dejectedly. Quinn probably wanted a tall, skinny, Latina girl and not just Rachel.

"No, no. I-I think I'm interested in another woman…" Quinn hinted.

Rachel was oblivious to the hinting, "Oh, well I'm sure she's great—"

Quinn cut her off, "Rachel. I'm talking about you."

Rachel was shocked and couldn't wipe the smile off her face. "Well, I think I'm interested in you too."

"Good," Quinn said, still lingering by her car with Rachel.

"Um, would you maybe want to go out again sometime?"

"Definitely."

"Great, okay, well I'll call you later, okay?"

"I'll answer," Quinn flirted.

"Good. I had a great time with you tonight."

"I had a great time with you too. Goodnight Rachel," Quinn leaned in and gave Rachel a quick peck on the corner of her mouth. Quinn was furiously blushing when she pulled away.

"Goodnight Quinn," Rachel was beaming from the unexpected kiss. Rachel gave Quinn one last wave and started off towards her car.

Rachel looked down at her phone when it vibrated,

Santana: You call that a kiss?! Booooo! Do better, Fabray

Rachel started looking all around the parking lot and didn't see a sign of Santana's car.

Even though it was interrupted a few times, it was still the best date Rachel has ever had.