Summary: Sequel to Dirty Little Secret.
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Notes: Just a nice short little filler chapter. This chapter was going to be the date but it ended up as a pre-date chapter. Hope you enjoy!
Warning:
Disclaimer: I own nothings, but the random ramblings of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content used belongs to their respective owners.
"Right on time Q," Santana greeted as she opened the door at 7:30 exactly.
"Yeah, well, what can I say?" Quinn smirked as she entered the Berry household, "I know you too well. Early, you bitch. Late, you kill".
"Damn, you do know me too well," the Latina laughed.
"So..." Quinn fidgeted nervously.
"I'm assuming those aren't for me?" she asked teasingly.
"Shut up," the blonde retorted dryly, "this is our first real date ok? I want it to be special, you know?"
"I gotcha Q," Santana placed a hand on the blondes bare shoulder, "you look good by the way, but wait until you see Berry, you're gonna flip. Your. Lid".
"Oh God," Quinn shook her head, "what did you do?"
"Uh uh uh," she toyed, "you'll just have to wait and see. Berry's just tucking little tyke in and then she'll be down, in fact I'll go check she's not malingering".
"You've been reading the dictionary again haven't you?" Quinn snorted a laugh.
"Ignoring you," Santana replied pointedly as she made her way up the stairs.
Santana returned a few moments later at the top of the stairs, "Q," she grinned at her best friend, "may I introduce you to your date tonight," she stepped aside revealing Rachel, "the very sharp Rachel Berry".
"Wow..." Quinn was in awe. Since when did smart casual look so HOT?! She couldn't take her eyes off of Rachel as she made her way down the stairs.
Rachel stopped midway, finally allowing herself to look at her patiently waiting girlfriend, "Q-Quinn...you look..." she forced herself to focus on getting down the rest of the stairs without falling.
"You look amazing Rachel," she couldn't hide her attraction as her eyes raked over the image before her. Rachel in form fitting jeans, a rather well fitted white blouse, suit jacket and fedora. It was safe to say that Santana Lopez had definitely dressed the girl but damn, she dressed her well.
Rachel could feel the heat building up inside her just from the way the blondes eyes felt on her, never mind the want to touch the bare skin on display taunting her. "You don't look too bad yourself," she smiled at her girlfriend. Quinn was wearing a strapless summer dress that flattered her figure perfectly.
"I...um..." Quinn tried to force herself to focus but her current distraction mixed with her nerves weren't helping any, not to mention that they had an audience, "I got these for you," she presented a bouquet of flowers consisting of pale pink roses and white lilies.
"Oh Quinn," Rachel eagerly accepted the flowers, "these are beautiful, I...thank you".
Santana made her way downstairs as the couple continued to make her feel like vomiting. "I'll take those," she held out a hand for the bouquet, "and you two can get your asses outta the house before you make me barf".
"I'd argue with you but unfortunately," Quinn glanced at the thin gold watch on her left wrist, "but you're right. We should probably get going Rach".
"Ok," Rachel handed Santana the flowers, "Now you PROMISE you'll call me if you need anything?"
"I promise you Berry," Santana rolled her eyes, "but I won't need anything, besides your dads are here if I need a hand or anything. Now go, have fun, remember you can stay out until tomorrow if you want and oh yeah...get going already!"
Rachel laughed as she laced her fingers with her girlfriends, "Ok, we're going. Thanks for this Santana, I really appreciate it".
"Remind me to kick your ass later," Santana chuckled to the retreating backs of her friends before shutting the door after the pair.
Outside Quinn stopped.
"Quinn? Is something wrong?"
"Nothing," she took a step closer to the brunette so that she was in the other girls personal space, "I just wanted..." her words began to trail off as she tilted her head forward, "to do this..." she cupped Rachel's cheek with her palm, her other hand going to a denim clad hip as their lips finally touched. The kiss was soft and simple, not quite chaste but not quite aggressive, conveying all the words the blonde had left unsaid and all the emotions she held for her girlfriend.
When Quinn pulled back Rachel stared into the emotive hazel orbs, "I love you," she smiled.
"I love you too Rachel, so much".
The pair continued the short walk to the car where Quinn decided to prove that chivalry was not dead as she held the door open for Rachel to get into the car before making her way to the drivers side and getting in herself.
As they began the drive to the restaurant Rachel couldn't tear her eyes away from the blonde beauty, "You're so beautiful," her voice was sincere and adoring.
Quinn couldn't prevent the blush from spreading across her face, "The way you say it I almost believe it".
"I mean it".
"I know you do," once again she laced her fingers with Rachel's and placed their hands atop of the gearstick.
"I have a confession to make," Rachel decided a change of subject was a better choice for this evening rather than arguing with Quinn about her natural beauty, "I'm actually nervous about tonight," she finished with a giggle.
Quinn squeezed Rachel's fingers gently, "If it makes you feel any better, I'm nervous too".
"You are?" Rachel couldn't control the shock in her voice.
"Yeah," Quinn chuckled at the brunettes surprise, "it's our first real date, no kids to worry about, no Glee club members tagging along, it's just us. We've never had a date like that..."
"That is all very true and I'm glad that I'm not the only one that's nervous," Rachel rapid-fired, "but why do I feel there's more to what's making you nervous?"
"Sometimes Rach, I think you know me too well".
"So there is more," Rachel said matter of factly.
"There is," Quinn admitted guiltily.
"What is it?"
The blonde sighed, she was hoping she'd be able to avoid this until much later in the evening, "I just...I have some stuff to tell you".
"You can tell me anything," it was Rachel's turn to give a reassuring squeeze, "you never have to be nervous about talking to me Quinn. You've been there for me through so much, let me do the same for you".
Quinn chewed the inside of her lip, hearing Rachel reiterate what Santana had been telling her all along really hit home, "Ok. I'll try to. I mean...I am...trying, I mean".
"Will you tell me over dinner?"
"If that's what you'd like me to do?" In a way, Quinn hoped that the answer to the question would be yes. She thought of talking about her current pressures in life as ripping off a band-aid, the sooner it was over with the better.
"Sure," Rachel smiled, "unless you're going to break up with me, in which case I recommend that you either do it now or after dinner when there's no food for me to through at you," she let out a well-mannered chuckle.
Quinn couldn't help but laugh at the sheer absurdity of the idea that she would break up with Rachel, "Good to know".
"Quinn..." she couldn't help but let the doubt take ahold.
"No Rach," Quinn squeezed her girlfriends fingers once again, she needed her to know that she was here, she wasn't going anywhere, "I'm not going to break up with you. You're stuck with me afraid," a smile played across her delicate features, she was so in love and everything about the diminutive brunette from the moments of madness to the moments of doubt just made her fall in love even more so.
"Ok..." Rachel out let out a breath that she hadn't realised that she'd been holding, "good".
Quinn pulled into the car lot and parked her car.
"Then what is it?" Rachel questioned.
"What's what?"
"What is it you want to talk to me about?"
"Oh..." suddenly her throat felt as though it were being restricted, "I erm...can we talk about this inside?" her eyes darted to her dashboard, "our reservation is at eight".
"Sure," Rachel undid her belt and leant across the centre console, "Quinn?"
The blonde turned so that she was facing Rachel, their fingers still intertwined, "Yes Rach?"
"Whatever it is you want to talk to me about," her face inched closer, "you don't have to worry about it," she closed the distance between them and placed a soft kiss against Quinn's supple lips, "I'm not going anywhere either".
"Good to know," Quinn smiled before latching her lips back to Rachel's. Who deepened the kiss they couldn't tell you but it didn't matter. They were young and in love. And for the briefest moment in time they were just two ordinary girls without a care in the world, no children to worry about, no pressures in life, no commitments other than to each other. It was Rachel who finally broke away from the kiss for air.
"We should go in," Rachel smiled.
"You're right," Quinn placed one final kiss on the lips before her, "let's go".
The pair left the car and made their way into the small yet cozy restaurant where they were seated immediately and offered menus.
"I'm pleasantly surprised," Rachel admitted.
"Me too," Quinn agreed, "with Santana you never know if you're going to end up in some backstreet alley dive or a five star restaurant," she finished with a nervous laugh.
Once inside the restaurant and seated at their table the girls ordered their food and carried out small talk.
"I've never tried Quorn before," Quinn admitted.
"You didn't have to order something vegetarian Quinn," Rachel looked at the blonde lovingly, "you could've had a regular burger, I wouldn't have minded".
"I know," she smiled back, "I just figured I'd try it, see what it's like for you I guess".
"I love you," she gushed, "do you know that?"
Quinn blushed under the adoration, no matter how many times she heard her girlfriend utter those three words each time felt like the first time she had heard them. "I know, and I love you too". 'More than you know'.
The girls quorn burgers and drinks arrived and for a few moments they were silent as they began to eat.
"So what's your verdict on your quorn burger?" her eagerness to know lit up her face.
Quinn finished chewing her current bite and swallowed, "Well..." she mock appeared to be deep in thought, "it's not beef burger," she laughed, "but it's actually surprisingly good. Much more than what I expected. I like it".
"Really?"
"Yeah, I really do which surprises me".
"Good," Rachel smiled, "I'm glad you're enjoying it".
"I am".
The pair sat in silence for a few moments as they continued to eat their meals, Rachel spent the time thinking about broaching the topic of whatever it was that Quinn had to talk to her about.
"Quinn..."
"Yes Rach?" it took everything she had not to gulp in fear. 'San's right, I need to open up to Rachel'.
"What is it you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Well...I..God, I don't know where to start..."
"Take your time," Rachel reassured.
"I'm under so much pressure Rach and I just don't know what to do. Whatever I do is going to affect us and I know you'll tell me that I shouldn't think about us when it comes to this stuff but I do and I will no matter what anyone says".
"Quinn," Rachel was at a loss, her girlfriend was clearly under pressure as so far she had managed to say so much without saying what it was that was causing her so much pressure, "whatever it is, you can tell me," she reached across the table and took a pale hand within her own tan ones, "I'm not going anywhere, you can tell me anything".
Quinn took a steadying breath, she was shocked at just how nervous she truly was, "Mom's pushing for me to go to college...and I just...I don't know what to do. She's acting as if it's a straight forward choice but she seems to be forgetting about Beth and you and Charlie and Puck..."
"Quinn you have to do what feels right for you, you can't let anyone else sway your decision," Rachel wanted so much for Quinn to pursue her dreams, "it's your life, live it the way you want to".
"It's not that easy Rach, I can't just up and leave Ohio to go to college. I mean I could stay in Ohio and go to a college in state but there's still so much to consider. There's Beth. I'm barely managing to keep my grades up as it is and college is going to be so much harder and take up so much more of my time. If I go to college I'm going to have to find a job of some sort so I can support us and then there's having to find a good day care that I can be ok with leaving Beth at while I go to classes and work. Not to mention that I have to consider Puck in all of this. I can't just tell him that I'm leaving and taking Beth with me. It would destroy him. And then there's us, I don't want to do something that's going to split us up. I want to be with you. I want Beth and Charlie to know each other, I want-"
"Shhh,"Rachel soothed, "you don't have to worry about me and Charlie in all of this. If you decide to go to college out of state or even in state we won't be far from you. I will find a way to make it happen ok? I want to be with you too, I want our girls to know each other".
"Are you serious right now?" Quinn couldn't hide her shock, of all the ways this conversation could pan out this was one she hadn't planned for.
"Quinn, I want to be with you," she paused nervously, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get out of Lima".
"You've been thinking about leaving?"
"A little, nothing serious though," Rachel rushed.
"Ok, so you'd really want to come with if I were to go to college?"
"I really do," she nodded, "I could take care of the girls when you're in class and when you're home I could get a job so that we had some money coming in. I have money in a trust that I get when I turn eighteen that we could use for rent".
"Wow..." Quinn was dumbfounded, "I don't know what to say, I just...wow...I really didn't think, actually, I don't even know what I thought about telling you all this and how you'd react. I was too busy worrying about telling you".
"Did you think I was going to leave you?" Rachel asked hurt by the idea that her blonde counterpart could even possibly consider the idea.
"No Rach, I didn't think that at all," her words rushed together, "I just..." she raked a hand through her blonde locks, "we're still in high school, I wouldn't expect you to think that this was...the reality of a high school relationship...I mean...oh God," she threw her hands over her face.
"Hey..." Rachel reached across the table and took the blondes hands away from her face and held them in their own, "I don't care that we're in high school, I know the reality of a high school relationship working but Quinn you need to listen to me very carefully ok because you're forgetting something very important".
"What's that?" Quinn asked, her head hung low in embarrassment and shame at what she had been trying to say.
"Look at me..." she waited until her girlfriend complied with her order, "what you seem to be forgetting Quinn is one very important thing and that's that we aren't like normal high school couples and I'm not referring to the fact that we are both quite clearly female," she laughed nervously, "Quinn we have to deal with very adult situations everyday because we have young children to raise. We've had to grow up a lot faster than our peers. I'm not saying that we will definitely make it, there are so many challenges that we will have to face and overcome together but what I am saying is this...I want you Quinn Fabray and if you want to try and see if we can make it then so do I because I am very much in love with you and I don't think I tell you that enough. I know you're always worried about me because of what happened, I know you know that I still have healing to do and I know that you have your own issues to deal with but I want us to deal with them together. I believe we can make it, I believe we can raise two very happy little girls and at the same time have a loving relationship together but I know it's not going to be easy because of everything else we have to deal with but I'm ok with that...are you?"
Quinn looked at her diminutive girlfriend with tears in her eyes, "That...no one has ever said anything so beautiful to me before..." she wiped away a stray falling tear, "Rachel, I love you so much".
Rachel smiled warmly, "I know".
"I'd like very much to kiss you right now," she whispered loudly.
"Well I'm afraid we have to finish our dinner first," she chuckled light heartedly, "I don't think Santana would be too impressed if we left in the middle of our dinner because we couldn't keep our hormones in check".
"Right now, I really don't care about what Santana would think or whether or not she'd be impressed," Quinn admitted, a blush tinging her cheeks.
Rachel traced her foot up the inside of Quinn's left calf, "Well..." slowly she dragged her foot back down the calf and began to repeat the upwards movement, she wasn't entirely sure how it had happened but she was suddenly fuelled with a need to be touching her girlfriend, "perhaps we should finish dinner anyways so that we have plenty of energy seeing as we are child free for the night".
Quinn gulped, "Can we skip desert?" she asked nervously, she knew Rachel wasn't referring to sex but the thought of a very heated make out session lit her entire being alight and caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end.
"If you're good," Rachel smirked playfully.
"I've really got to stop letting you hang out with S," Quinn laughed. Or let her hang out with S more...
The rest of the meal was filled with flirtatious banter in-between bites of their food. Both girls enjoying the playfulness of flirting that they were usually not allowed for fear of being spotted but Santana's choice of restaurant had put them at a safe enough distance from all the regular haunts of their high school peers that the chances of them bumping into someone that they actually knew were very remote.
Rachel was daring as she bit on her lower lip while she trailed the tip of her foot along the inside of Quinn's thigh causing the blonde to almost choke on her drink which resulted in the pair bursting into fits of giggles.
By the time the pair had finished eating the tension between them was almost tangible. The air around them was charged and being in the enclosed space of the car on the journey to Quinn's house was almost unbearable. Rachel had continued her need to be touching her girlfriend by tracing tight circles atop of the blondes hand that was resting on the gear stick.
Quinn almost sighed in relief as she saw her house come into view and couldn't help but speed up a little to end their journey that little bit sooner. Once in the driveway she killed the engine and removed her seatbelt so fast that it took Rachel a moment to realise that the car had stopped.
"Shall we go in?" Quinn asked.
"Absolutely," Rachel responded eagerly.
Even as Quinn struggled with the front door lock Rachel continued to touch her, this time running her hands up and down her sides causing her breath to pick up in speed, "You're in so much trouble when we get upstairs," the blonde threw over her shoulder as the lock finally gave in and opened.
"Promises promises," Rachel laughed.
Quinn laced her fingers with the brunettes and yanked her inside before slamming the door shut and leading the way upstairs, Rachel giggling at the blondes urgency.
They'd barely crossed the threshold into the blondes room before Quinn captured Rachel's lips with her own. The pair moved awkwardly to the bed, never breaking away from each other and the dance their tongues were in. It was only when their legs hit the bed that they finally broke apart for air so that they could lower themselves onto the bed.
Rachel scooted so that she was closest to the wall and waited for Quinn to lie beside her before tangling her hands in blonde hair and tugging her girlfriend closer to her and capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. Teeth nipped at swollen lips, tongue massaged tongue, fingers pulled on hair, hands grabbed waists. It wasn't long before the pair found themselves in a similar position as to what they had been in the last time that Santana had interrupted their heated make out session. Heat built between thighs, thighs pressed against centres, hips gyrated and grinded as hands begin to wonder bodies. Hands cupped breasts and ass cheeks, movements became sped up, heat became a roaring fire as flames licked at stomachs as pressure begins to build. The pair of bodies melted into each other, hands grasp at thighs as they try to pull them closer to their centres in search of release. A tongue ran up the expanse of tan neck and lips were beside an ear.
"Let's see if I can make you scream those high notes you love to sing so much".
Rachel's body went rigid, she was frozen with fear. He couldn't be here, he just couldn't but she'd heard him, she could feel his hands on her, his hot breath against her skin. It was happening. It was happening again. She was no longer in Quinn's room but in the alleyway between the backs of houses.
"Rachel!"
Teeth were biting into her flesh, his grip on her wrists leaving bruises.
"Rach, come back to me!"
His jeans were rough against her bare calves. Tears burned her eyes and stung her skin as they silently fell.
"I've got you".
She wasn't sure how it had happened but she was back in Quinn's room, strong athletic arms wrapped around her, fingers in her hair as a voice grounds her in reality.
"I've got you Rach, he can't hurt you anymore, I've got you".
"I'm sorry," Rachel sobbed, "Quinn, I'm sorry".
"Shhh..." Quinn soothed, "you've nothing to be sorry about".
"I don't want to be his anymore Quinn," she said between sobs, "I want to be yours, please make me yours...please...please..."
In that moment Quinn could've sworn she felt her heart break, she had never thought of Rachel as anything but hers but hearing that Rachel thought of herself as his just killed her, "You're already mine Rach".
"Not completely though am I? Please Quinn...make me yours," she pleaded desperately.
"Hush," Quinn swallowed back the tears threatening to erupt, she began to stroke Rachel's hair, "it's ok, I've got you".
"Please..." Rachel continued to whisper as she cried.
The pair lay like that until Rachel fell asleep, leaving the blonde to her thoughts until she too succumbed to a restless sleep.
Author's note: Hi guys, you should all go thank my fiance that this chapter got finished and while you're at it check out her stories cos she's awesome! Davis B.P I love you! Thank you for always being my number one reviewer and helping me to get all these ideas out and onto paper (so to speak).
I can't really think of any questions right now, except for the obvious...
What do you guys think Quinn should do about college and how do you think it'll (or should) affect Puck and Rachel?
Also I will be covering sex in this story and I'd like to point out that I can't please everybody. Please be constructive with your criticism ok? Not every rape survivor has issues surrounding sex, or they might but in the total opposite as in where they can't get enough sex. There's just so many variables and I can only write so many without completely destroying my version of the characters that I've built up over the course of Dirty Little Secret and this story. If you don't like the way I do something then by all means tell me but please explain why you don't like it rather than just saying well that was crap. I'd really appreciate it.
Please review! Reviews might actually get me back into writing on a more regular basis again.
TTFN!