I Love New York 7/7

Jul 29, 2011 17:44

Title: I Love New York part 7
Rating: PG
Length: 3132
Spoilers: AU after 2x16 'Original Song'. I don't like the back 6...
Disclaimer: Glee belongs to RIB
Summary: Faberrittana friendship, eventually Faberrittana romance. Established Brittana romance.
Future!fic. The girls are all headed off to New York for college!

A/N: So, so sorry this took me so long to post. So, I at least had to try and make it epic (even still, I had to skip some scenes). This will be the last chapter. But it is not the end. I am writing 12 one shots as a prequel to this story. (It's chock full of subtext, if you're worried that there might not be enough romance.) As of now Miracle (part 1, Pezberry) has been out for three weeks. (Has it really been that long?) Faith (part 2, Quitt) and Wonder (part 3, Brittberry) are coming soon (I hope). I am also writing four one shots set in the future of this story called the 'Agape' collection. I'm still not sure about a proper sequel.

A/N3: Sorry if there are any discrepancies with the previous chapters. I wrote this with the prequels in mind. And I'm too faineant to go back and change the previous chapters.

Thank you to all who stuck with this!

International Literacy Day 2

Love.

Brittany didn't understand a lot of things, but love... love, she knew. To most people it was a great mystery, something you couldn't quite grasp. But Brittany wasn't most people. She saw things her own way. She immersed herself in everything that was important about the world, not bothering with silly things like math or proper vocabulary, or even common sense. She didn't care how other people understood her, only that she understood herself.

And love...

Love.

So many feelings, so many emotions are evoked by that one word. Hope, happiness, warmth, fear, despair, agony. Love itself is not an emotion. It is not a feeling. It is a force. An energy. It pushes us. It lifts us. It connects us. It changes us.

Love is beyond our comprehension because it moves through dimensions we are unable to perceive. It moves all around us, within us and through us. It is always there. Never-ending. Never-ceasing. Forever. Infinite.

Love.

It is unconditional. It never needs a reason. You love somebody simply because you yourself have opened yourself up to love. Love is not blind, sometimes we just refuse to open our eyes and see it. It is always waiting. Waiting for us to open our hearts and experience it's awesome power. And when we do....

Well.

Earlier that morning...

“Brittany, how many times do I have to tell you, a male duck is a mallard.” Rachel sighed in exasperation. She was sure Brittany was trying to cover up something. She had caught the blonde grinning almost maniacally a few minutes earlier. She turned around to get more syrup for her vegan pancakes.

“Ray-Ray...” Rachel halted in her tracks. Brittany's voice sounded... different. She swiveled her gaze back toward Brittany. She caught sight of the expression on Brittany's face. She had seen this look many times before, it was the look Brittany always had when she was thinking hard about something, only this time, there was something that Rachel couldn't quite place.

“Ray, what is it called, when more than two people are in love with each other?” To say Rachel was shocked would be a huge understatement. This had come out of nowhere. Or did it? Did she know something about her and Santana? Was she planning some sort of threesome? Or foursome?

“P-polya-amory,” Rachel stuttered. “Wh-why do you ask, Britt?”

Brittany didn't answer, instead, she got off her chair and sauntered over to where Rachel was standing, never breaking her gaze with the tiny brunette. She didn't stop until she was inches away from colliding with Rachel. Rachel swallowed hard, unable to tear her eyes away from those electric baby blues. What was Brittany going to do?

Then, suddenly, something obscured her vision. Something red and green. Rachel blinked and pulled her head back, then she frowned as her brain registered a picture of a red armchair. It was Brittany's Handy Dandy Notebook straight out of 'Blues Clues'. Rachel had gotten it for the blonde girl on her birthday last April. Brittany pulled the notebook back down to chest level and held it out to the shorter girl. The blonde broke out her sweetest grin, knowing full well that Rachel couldn't resist it.

“Could you write down that word for me, please?” Rachel nodded dumbly, stricken speechless by Brittany's irresistible smile. Still in somewhat of a daze, Rachel took the notebook from Brittany's hands, slid out the green crayon and wrote down the word. Polyamory. As soon as she was done, Brittany deftly took the notebook from her fingers, slid the crayon back into place and tucked it back into the pocket of her shorts. It took a few moments for Rachel to come back to her senses.

“Britt? Why are you asking about... about... that?” Brittany's smile softened. She reached out and tucked back a stray lock of hair behind Rachel's ear. Rachel shuddered slightly, as a tingly feeling shot through her when Brittany's fingertips came into contact with her skin. Brittany gazed into Rachel's eyes with an almost unbearable softness.

“Santana's in love with you.” Rachel squirmed.

“I-,” Rachel started, but was almost immediately stopped when Brittany laid a finger on the diva's lips.

“Me too,” the blonde girl whispered. And then all of a sudden, Rachel felt Brittany's finger release her lips only to be captured once again by the blonde's own.

Kissing Brittany (again) made her feel like she was floating on a cloud. She felt light, as if she had shot up to the heavens and nothing could bring her down. Not even gravity. Rachel moaned as she fell deeper into the kiss. It was as if the world had slipped away and nothing remained but this. This moment that would last for all eternity. It was very much different from kissing Quinn. Quinn! Rachel's eyes widened as her mind came crashing back down to reality. She couldn't do this! She had a girlfriend! And she was just right upstairs! She quickly pushed herself off of Brittany.

“Brittany! I... I... I can't. This is wrong. Quinn--” she started, but Brittany cut her off.

“Rachel, just stop for a minute. The four of us here at the apartment are all in love with each other. Yes. Even Quinn. And it's about time we all opened our eyes and embraced something that would make us all even happier than before. Don't worry about Quinn. I have a plan. Just stay quiet for now, okay?”

Rachel just stood there. This was too much to take. Polyamory? Was it even possible? But before Rachel could collect her thoughts, Brittany had dashed off racing up the stairs in a hurry. The brunette slumped in her seat.

She had a lot to think about.

Two hours later...

“Look, Quinn!” Brittany yelled excitedly. “It's another horsie!”

“Brittany,” Quinn began sternly. “We are not going on another carriage ride.” Brittany stuck out her lower lip and turned her puppy dog eyes on Quinn.

“Please, Quinn?” she whined. ”We haven't had one since you and Rachel first moved in.” There was no way Quinn could stand up to that look. Her knees turned to jelly every time Brittany used it on her. Her shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Fine,” she said as she went off to get the attention of the driver.

“Good morning, sir,” Quinn called out. “Could you take us to West 97th and Broadway? And could you pass through the park as well?”

“Sure thing, missy,” the man answered. He shot a glance at Brittany who was now petting the horse, and then turned his attention back to Quinn. “Young love, eh?”

Quinn blushed and started to protest, but before she could say anything, Brittany had grabbed her hand and was pulling her onto the carriage.

“Yay!” Brittany was ecstatic.

Quinn went to sit at the far end of the carriage seat, but Brittany plopped herself straight down the middle and sidled right up against Quinn, laying her head on the short-haired girl's shoulder.

Quinn could barely breathe. The scent of honey and clover coming off the taller blonde was intoxicating. And she didn't know why, but being so close in proximity to Brittany was... confusing. Her mind kept shooting back to that day at Nationals last year when they... Quinn shook her head. That had just been a one time thing. It had helped her realize who she was and she would always be grateful to Brittany and Santana for that. But now she had what she'd always wanted. Rachel. Right?

At the apartment...

Santana's heart was pounding. Something was up. Rachel had been acting weird at breakfast earlier. She seemed a little bit too cheery, as if she was trying very hard to hide something. But for the life of her, she couldn't quite figure it out.

They had just finished grocery shopping and now, she was stocking the shelves, while Rachel put away the stuff that needed to be refrigerated.

“Rachel?”

“Hmm?” The diva made a moue as she tried to figure out how to make space in the fridge for her barbecue tempeh.

“Is there something wrong?”

“What do you mean?”

“Come on, Rach. It's always obvious when you're trying to hide something.” Rachel sighed and she closed the door of the refrigerator, turning to face Santana.

“Could we go to the living room? You might want to be sitting down for this.”

“Oookay... I don't know if I'm supposed to be scared or whatever.” But she gamely followed Rachel out to the living room anyway.

Once they were both situated on the couch, Rachel took a deep breath, trying to get up the courage to tell Santana what was going on.

“Brittany kissed me.”

“Uhh...” Santana wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. To be honest, though she was confused as hell, she didn't feel even a shred of jealousy. Maybe it was love blinding her, but sometimes she just wished... “Do you know why?”

Rachel swallowed hard, becoming increasingly nervous at Santana's unexpected display of calmness.

“She's got an idea that we should all be together. She was asking about polyamory, then she kissed me, said we were all in love with each other and then next thing I knew, she was gone, off to fetch you guys.” Santana was thinking hard. Could they all be... ? Hope suddenly sprang deep in her heart.

“Rachel. I don't know about you but.... I am.” Rachel's face took on a puzzled look.

“You are... what?”

“I'm in love with all three of you.”

Then the elevator dinged.

Back to our favorite blondes...

Quinn was standing just inside the entrance of the bookstore. She had lost track of Brittany as soon as they entered the store, the taller blonde seeming to have vanished into the stacks. She wondered about what kind of book Brittany was looking for. She questioned her on the way over, but Brittany kept deflecting the conversation with random comments.

“Quinn?” Quinn whirled around and saw a black beanie in front of her. She turned her gaze a little more south and her eyes settled on the face of Sunshine Corazon.

“Sunshine!” Quinn exclaimed leaning forward to give the tiny girl a hug. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed a book on classic films and most of the bookstores around campus have been cleaned out of the good stuff. You?”

“I'm supposed to help Brittany buy a book, but I seem to have lost her.” Sunshine quirked an eyebrow and pointed off to Quinn's side.

“She's right there.”

Brittany was already at the cash register, her book wrapped in brown paper. Nothing seemed strange about that. Although the cashier seemed to be giving Brittany a very weird look. Brittany turned away from the register once she completed her purchase and spotted Sunshine and Quinn. She hurried over excitedly, sweeping the Filipina into a warm hug, lifting the smaller girl a few inches off the ground..

“Sunshine!” Quinn giggled at the sight. That joyous energy was one of the things she loved about Brittany.

“Okay, okay. You can put me down now.” Brittany gently set Sunshine back down and then calmly slipped her arm into Quinn's. Sunshine raised an eyebrow.

“So, what are you doing here?” Brittany asked.

“I was looking for a book.”

“So did I!” Sunshine eyed the brown wrapping.

“What is it?” Brittany glanced shiftily at Quinn.

“It's a surprise. I'll tell you next time, okay?” Now, Quinn was curious. What kind of book was it?

“Well,” Quinn said, stepping forward. “We have to get going now. See you on Monday?” Sunshine nodded and they all exchanged goodbye hugs.

“You know,” Sunshine remarked right before they parted. “If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought you two were together.” Brittany just grinned and hailed a cab as Quinn blushed furiously.

Half an hour later...

Quinn and Brittany were going through the entrance of the building that housed their apartment. Quinn had tried every sort of tactic to find out what it was that got Brittany to go out on a Saturday morning in such a hurry.

“Just stop asking questions, Quinn, you'll find out soon enough.” Brittany said sternly as she pushed the button for the elevator. Quinn huffed and crossed her arms.

“It's just a book. What's the big secret?” The doors to the elevator opened and they stepped inside. Not long after the doors closed, Quinn noticed Brittany was staring at her with an unreadable expression on her face. Not only that but the taller blonde seemed to be drawing closer to her.

“Britt?” Brittany's face was literally inches away from hers.

“The secret is that I love you, Quinn.” Brittany whispered, right before capturing Quinn's lips with her own.

Quinn was astonished at the suddenness of Brittany's action. But Brittany's lips were so soft and sweet that Quinn couldn't help but kiss her back. It all just exploded into a world of passion and desire as both girls fell deeper into each other.

When they finally parted, both girls were gasping for air, feeling as though they had just gotten off a rollercoaster. They didn't realize that the elevator doors were already open, and Rachel and Santana were in the living room, with a clear view of the two of them. Rachel cleared her throat.

“What is going on?”

“Uhh...” Quinn was at a loss for words. What could you say, if you got caught kissing your bestfriend by your girlfriend and her girlfriend? Brittany stepped forward into the apartment pulling Quinn with her.

“I have something to say. ” Brittany took a deep breath before continuing. “We have all been hiding in one way or another ever since we moved in together. And it's time we stopped. Santana and Rachel, I'm sure you've talked by now and you know what I'm talking about. Quinn, just listen for a moment.

“Love is something we all have. And love lasts forever. We can never run out of it. So, what's wrong about loving more than one person? Why should we just choose one when we have so much love to give? I can see it, even if you can't. We all love one another. And it makes us unhappy if we can't show that love. I want us all to be happy. We just have to accept it and let love make us happy. With love, anything is possible.”

Silence fell as the others pondered. It really wasn't a question of whether or not they were in love with each other. It was the truth, a truth that none of them were willing to deny to themselves anymore. The only real question was: Could they do this? Were they ready for a relationship of this magnitude? Of this complexity? Quinn couldn't help but feel a little bit hesitant.

“Isn't this all a little sudden? I mean, Rachel and I only came out last Tuesday, and now, out of the blue, we're all in love with each other?” Brittany frowned, her eyes darting all around her.

“Out of the blue what? I don't see anything blue” Santana sighed and laid a hand on Brittany's arm.

“It's just a figure of speech, Britt.”

“Is it though?” Rachel blurted out “Is it really all that sudden? Hasn't this been building up since last year?” She looked at each of them in turn, as realization crept onto their faces.

They all just stood there, eyes continually shifting glances from one to the other. Waiting for someone else to speak first. It was Quinn who broke the silence yet again.

“Can we really do this?” Brittany smirked, unwrapped her book and held it up.

Polyamory for Dummies

A beat passed and then the other three girls all collapsed to the floor in a fit of laughter, leaving Brittany slightly confused.

“I think Brittany's right though,” Rachel said as she picked herself up from the floor, still wiping tears of mirth from her eyes. “Nothing's impossible when it comes to love.” She raised her arms and beckoned them toward her.

“Come here.” And they all closed in on her, enveloping her in a group hug.

This was insane. Four girls in a committed relationship? None of them knew how this was all going to work out, but they were more than willing to take the risk. And now, as they all looked into each other's eyes, this felt good. This felt great. This felt right.

They all stayed in the group embrace. Alternating kisses between each of the other girls.

Brittany grinned, taking in the smiles on the faces of the girls she loved. She was overjoyed. She was ecstatic. She was happy. She was really and truly home.

“I love New York.”

A/N: Lol. My bad habit seems to have struck once again. I tend to get impatient and rush myself when I get near the ending. Nevertheless, I hoped you all enjoyed it! And I hope you follow the 'Believe' series, my prequel for this, where I tread the fine line between romance and friendship! (Though I will be occasionally straying past the line from time to time, if you've gotten my little hints from this chapter and the previous one!) 

glee, rachel/quinn/santana/brittany, fan!fic, ilny-verse, faberrittana

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