Two Lives, One Story - Chapter Five
Title: Two Live, One Story - 6/?
Author: ElizaOlivia
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2300
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn, Dianna/Lea
Spoilers: Up to 2x02 - Brittney/Brittany
Summary: Quinn and Dianna switch worlds, now Lea and Rachel have to help them get back to the right one. Established Achele, definite future Faberry.
Disclaimers: Real person shipping. Be warned. And I obviously don't own any of the people in this, and I didn't get Dianna or Lea for Christmas.
A/N: Here's the dealio. Time in the Glee world passes slower than in the real world. So while it's been a week for Lea and Quinn, it's only been a day for Rachel and Dianna. That's why you're gonna get two Lea/Quinn chapters now. I did this time ratio because I felt like Quinn needed more time to come to terms with her feelings for Rachel. Also, I hate writing any Glee characters besides Rachel and Quinn (And maybe Puck).
A/N 2: Question: If you could date one of the characters in this story, would you choose Lea, Dianna, Rachel or Quinn?
Prologue / Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three / Chapter Four
Chapter Five
They had the rest of weekend off and Lea took it as an opportunity to show Quinn all the acting Dianna had done. The kiss of course was forgotten in a drunken haze, though Lea still had a perfect recollection.
"Okay, so this show is called 'Heroes' and it's-"
"I know what 'Heroes' is." Quinn was sitting, bored, on the couch. It was all kind of freaky to see herself do things she didn't remember doing, even though she realized it wasn't actually her.
"Oh, um, you're bored. Aren't you?" Lea set the DVD down and fell next to Quinn on the couch.
The blonde's heart broke a bit as she took in the depressed visage of the girl next to her. "No. This is really great Lea. I just, it's just a little weird to watch all these videos of...me, when it's not really me. I don't know. Could we maybe watch some," Damn, what's the name of that show? Oh yeah, "Glee. That's it, right?"
Lea giggled and Dianna looked mortified. "No, no. That's right. I'm not laughing at you. I just got this really weird vision in my head, that's all. But, no. That's a wonderful idea. Let's do that. I have the DVDs around here somewhere."
She then proceeded to get on her hands and knees, searching the apartment. "Ah ha! Here it is!" Lea proclaimed, pulling it out from underneath a fallen cushion. "So, I guess we'll start with the Pilot. That okay?"
Quinn nodded and leaned further back into the couch, pulling a blanket over herself and flinging her legs over an ataman.
---
"Wow, this show makes us look a lot better than we actually are, and I swear I haven't heard anyone in Glee sing half these songs before."
Lea smiled, reaching for a handful of popcorn. "Yeah, those are dream sequences. It's all a bit ridiculous, the idea that you could crank out that many songs in such a short amount of time."
Quinn just blinked at her.
"What?" Lea asked defensively.
"Um, we actually do do that many songs a week. You'd be surprised by how...persuasive Rachel can be. Though our choreography is a lot less involved and we don't always wear costumes."
Lea fought back a laugh. "Okay, next episode then? This one's great. It's the one where Kurt and the football boys do the Single Ladies' dance and we find out you're pregnant."
Quinn grimaced.
"Oh crap, I'm sorry Quinn. That was really horrible of me. I just, I forgot, I. Um do you miss her?" She had scooted closer to the blonde, contemplating which level of intimacy would be appropriate for the situation. She settled on a hand to the shoulder.
Quinn took a deep breath. "Yeah. Every day. It's just, you know, you never really. I mean-"
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Lea cut her off, understand that the blonde didn't actually know how to articulate what she felt. "If it helps, I know you're gonna see her again. I mean, Ryan said we would see Shelby and Beth again."
She smiled through her tears, but soon lost her grip. Lea instantly pulled the sobbing girl to her. "Shh, it's okay."
Quinn was spluttering through her tears as she cried into Lea's shoulder. "I just. She made me a better person. You know? And now she's gone and I feel like there's nothing keeping me grounded. It's horrible, it's, it's a horrible thing to say, but she was kind of my excuse for being nicer. And now I just, I go around hurting people for the hell of it. Like, maybe if they're the ones in pain, I won't be. But it, it doesn't work like that. Does it? I just feel more and more alone. And-"
She continued to vent and Lea continued to comfort her. It just all felt so...right. Even though she'd only known the person in whom's arms she currently resided for a couple of days, she trusted her completely. It was a stark contrast from how guarded she normally kept herself.
"Right. Well, we don't need to watch this episode, or anymore if you'd like. I'm sure there's something else we can occupy our-"
'No. No. It's fine. Really. I want to see it." Quinn sat up, rubbing her eyes. "It's...helpful."
Lea grinned and pulled Quinn to her side, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder. "Okay, here we go."
---
They were on episode seven and Lea was sound asleep on Quinn's shoulder. The blonde had her arm tightly wrapped around the girl and she was too busy watching the rise and fall of the brunette's chest to pay much attention to the episode. She perked her head up though at the sound of Rachel's voice. She remembered this day. Arguing with Rachel in the halls. Deep down Quinn knew she wasn't actually jealous of Finn's attraction to Rachel, but of Rachel's for Finn. It took till now to realize that though.
"What the hell!" Quinn shrieked, flailing in her spot. The sudden movement woke the brunette who starred up through bleary eyes.
"Wha-what! What's going on? What's wrong!"
Quinn had paused the screen and just pointed to it for explanation. Lea was met with the image of Quinn, surrounded by football uniform clad cheerleaders, dancing and singing on the stage. She couldn't help but giggle. There had been multiple occasions where she and Dianna had had a laugh about how gay that scene was.
"What? What's wrong with it?"
Quinn just kept gesturing and spluttering. "I, it, that. That's a private fantasy! Why is that, why can everyone. I mean, millions of people have seen that?"
Now Lea got it. "Oh! I can see how that might be...embarrassing. That's kind of the downside to the dream sequences. Don't worry, only a very select part of the viewers actually realized the, uh, true meaning behind it."
By this point, Quinn had her head buried in her hands, wishing for a swift death over the sheer agony of this moment.
"Hey, hey. Honey, it's okay." The blonde lifted her head at the pet name.
"Why can't I have her life?"
Lea just looked confused. "Who are you tal-"
"Dianna, I mean. She has everything I can't have and more. Real friends, freedom, success, love." She had nearly said "you," but stopped herself.
Lea guided a piece of Quinn's hair away from her eyes, stroking the side of her face. "You can have those things. You just have to grab them. I mean, you have everyone in Glee. I know they could be awesome friends. And you're 16. Just study really hard, get into a college far, far away from Ohio and then be free. Follow your dreams. I know you have it in you. You're Quinn fucking Fabray! You can do anything. So success? Hell yeah."
Quinn couldn't stop the smile forming across her face, fighting back tears as well.
"And as for love, I know you're gonna find it because anyone would be lucky to be with you. You're smart, honor roll remember? And you're absolutely gorgeous, no one can deny that. You're determined and driven, funny and kind."
The blonde looked up skeptically at the kind part.
"Yes. Kind. You got Glee that page in the yearbook, and you sacrificed your own happiness so your daughter could have a wonderful life. You might think no one can see past your rough exterior, but you'd be surprised how many people can see the real you. Rachel can. I think that's why she always forgives you."
Quinn shot up in her seat. "Berry! I don't. Why would you. You don't know what. I mean." She crossed her arms and slouched back into the couch. "I'm not gay."
Lea laughed. "I never said you were-"
Quinn nervously bit her bottom lip, then quickly replaced the look with a scowl. "I dated Finn, and had a freaking baby with Puck!"
Lea cut her off. "Uh huh. Yep. Whatever you say. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone." She shot her a joking wink and nuzzled back into her shoulder. "So, can we get back to the show now, Miss I'm-not-gay?"
Quinn decided to ignore that last bit, turning to learn her head on the brunette's. "Yeah, whatever. If it'll shut you up."
---
They'd made it through episode nine when Lea's stomach started to rumble. She chuckled from her position on Quinn's lap. "I guess we should have dinner then. We can do take out since all I really have is vegan food and you're the pickiest person I've ever met."
Quinn scowled down at her. "Yeah, take out is fine. What were you thinking?"
"There's this great Chinese restaurant Di and I order from a lot. I'll get the menu." Lea sat up, and exited to the kitchen. Quinn suddenly missed the pressure on her lap.
"Found it!" Lea sang, returning with the promised item. She handed it to the blonde.
It really was true that they ordered from there a lot. Lea just instructed them to prepare her usual, but that "Dianna" wanted chicken and egg noodles with her chow mien. "Yeah, I know. She's just having some weird craving, so we'll forgive her this once."
Lea returned the phone. "It'll be here in 30."
Quinn nodded and looked around awkwardly. Now what? Did they keep watching? "So, um, what do you want to do in the meantime?"
Lea turned to face her, sitting cross legged. "We can go back to watching, if you want. Or, I don't know. What do you normally do in your free time?"
Quinn worried her bottom lip. "Um, I watch Myspace videos, or hang out with Santana and Brittany. I guess I read a lot too."
The brunette jumped up, startling the girl next to her. "That's perfect! Dianna loves to read. She leaves books here all the time!" She beckoned for the blonde to follow her and they made their way to a second bedroom next to the one Lea and Dianna use. The door opened to reveal stacks and stacks of books.
"We don't really use the second bedroom, so we just store shit in here."
And there weren't just books. There was a row of cameras atop an antique cabinet. A large empty tank with filters and other various accessories. And a mini grand piano in the corner. Quinn walked over to it and began to finger the keys, wishing she knew how to play.
"Do you play?" She asked the brunette.
"No. It's Dianna's." Lea laughed. "I may be able to sing, but instruments are simply not my forte. She's really great though. I wish you could see her play sometime. The music just...envelops her and it's absolutely magical. I don't even know how to do it justice." Lea's eyes were suddenly shrouded in a distant gleam.
Once again Quinn felt the bitter sting of envy overtake her. She wished she could be as good and talented as her counterpart, she just didn't know how.
"Hey, what's wrong?" The brunette was at her side, rubbing her back and looking concerned. The blonde hadn't even realized her eyes had begun to water.
"I, it's just. Dianna seems to have it all. Everyone loves her but I'm just, I'm so...alone. I don't have anyone. Not really."
By this point, Lea had the blonde in a side hug. "Hey, you could. I mean, I like you." She looked up at this confession. "You just have to be a little bit more...open sometimes. Let someone in instead of always shutting people out."
"Really?" She sniffled.
"Definitely. And think about it this way, there is a lot of Dianna in you. I mean, she kind of plays you and all. Plus, hey, I'm your friend. I'm here for you. So I guess you're really not alone."
Quinn smiled and started twisting nervously in her spot. "Thanks Lea, but you're not gonna be there when I go back. I mean, you can't come with me."
The brunette sat her down on the piano bench, sitting down beside her. "Yes. That's true. But I'm kind of there. Because while you're a bit like Dianna, Rachel's a bit like me."
She really was right. Lea and Rachel were a lot more similar than she and Dianna. And maybe, just maybe, Rachel could be the Lea to her Dianna? No. That was ridiculous. Was it? "Lea..."
Lea took Quinn's hand in hers. "Yeah?"
"Um, remember early when we were talking about Rachel and I was like..."
"Yeah."
Suddenly Quinn was avoiding her gaze and worrying a loose strand of string on her pants. "Well, I think I kind of lied."
Lea calmed Quinn's hand. "About which part."
Quinn was now stroking the back of Lea's hand instead of fidgeting with the string. "About the um, about the..." Lea lifted Quinn's chin so she was staring directly into those hazel eyes of hers. "About not being gay."
The brunette let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding and enveloped the blonde in a bone crushing hug.
"You're not...surprised or anything?" She spluttered, trying to get much needed oxygen to her lungs though Lea was making it incredibly difficult. She released her, resuming her position of holding the blonde's hands.
"Surprised? What? No! Are you kidding? I love Faberry so mu-"
"Fa-what?"
"You don't know...Oh, of course. You wouldn't. Faberry. It's the super adorable combination of Fabray and Berry."
"Wait. People call us Faberry? Like Finchel or Puckleberry?"
Lea grimaced. "Yeah, sure. But never mind that. So what are you going to do? Are you gonna tell her? How are you gonna tell her? Oh my God! You should sing her song! She'd love that. We have to find you a song. One sec, let me get my computer!" She hopped up and skipped out of the room, leaving Quinn in utter confusion. A wide grin then spread across her face. Such a weight had been lifted and the world hadn't ended. She happily followed the brunette, excited for what could happen next.
Chapter Six
Author: ElizaOlivia
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2300
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn, Dianna/Lea
Spoilers: Up to 2x02 - Brittney/Brittany
Summary: Quinn and Dianna switch worlds, now Lea and Rachel have to help them get back to the right one. Established Achele, definite future Faberry.
Disclaimers: Real person shipping. Be warned. And I obviously don't own any of the people in this, and I didn't get Dianna or Lea for Christmas.
A/N: Here's the dealio. Time in the Glee world passes slower than in the real world. So while it's been a week for Lea and Quinn, it's only been a day for Rachel and Dianna. That's why you're gonna get two Lea/Quinn chapters now. I did this time ratio because I felt like Quinn needed more time to come to terms with her feelings for Rachel. Also, I hate writing any Glee characters besides Rachel and Quinn (And maybe Puck).
A/N 2: Question: If you could date one of the characters in this story, would you choose Lea, Dianna, Rachel or Quinn?
Prologue / Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three / Chapter Four
Chapter Five
They had the rest of weekend off and Lea took it as an opportunity to show Quinn all the acting Dianna had done. The kiss of course was forgotten in a drunken haze, though Lea still had a perfect recollection.
"Okay, so this show is called 'Heroes' and it's-"
"I know what 'Heroes' is." Quinn was sitting, bored, on the couch. It was all kind of freaky to see herself do things she didn't remember doing, even though she realized it wasn't actually her.
"Oh, um, you're bored. Aren't you?" Lea set the DVD down and fell next to Quinn on the couch.
The blonde's heart broke a bit as she took in the depressed visage of the girl next to her. "No. This is really great Lea. I just, it's just a little weird to watch all these videos of...me, when it's not really me. I don't know. Could we maybe watch some," Damn, what's the name of that show? Oh yeah, "Glee. That's it, right?"
Lea giggled and Dianna looked mortified. "No, no. That's right. I'm not laughing at you. I just got this really weird vision in my head, that's all. But, no. That's a wonderful idea. Let's do that. I have the DVDs around here somewhere."
She then proceeded to get on her hands and knees, searching the apartment. "Ah ha! Here it is!" Lea proclaimed, pulling it out from underneath a fallen cushion. "So, I guess we'll start with the Pilot. That okay?"
Quinn nodded and leaned further back into the couch, pulling a blanket over herself and flinging her legs over an ataman.
---
"Wow, this show makes us look a lot better than we actually are, and I swear I haven't heard anyone in Glee sing half these songs before."
Lea smiled, reaching for a handful of popcorn. "Yeah, those are dream sequences. It's all a bit ridiculous, the idea that you could crank out that many songs in such a short amount of time."
Quinn just blinked at her.
"What?" Lea asked defensively.
"Um, we actually do do that many songs a week. You'd be surprised by how...persuasive Rachel can be. Though our choreography is a lot less involved and we don't always wear costumes."
Lea fought back a laugh. "Okay, next episode then? This one's great. It's the one where Kurt and the football boys do the Single Ladies' dance and we find out you're pregnant."
Quinn grimaced.
"Oh crap, I'm sorry Quinn. That was really horrible of me. I just, I forgot, I. Um do you miss her?" She had scooted closer to the blonde, contemplating which level of intimacy would be appropriate for the situation. She settled on a hand to the shoulder.
Quinn took a deep breath. "Yeah. Every day. It's just, you know, you never really. I mean-"
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Lea cut her off, understand that the blonde didn't actually know how to articulate what she felt. "If it helps, I know you're gonna see her again. I mean, Ryan said we would see Shelby and Beth again."
She smiled through her tears, but soon lost her grip. Lea instantly pulled the sobbing girl to her. "Shh, it's okay."
Quinn was spluttering through her tears as she cried into Lea's shoulder. "I just. She made me a better person. You know? And now she's gone and I feel like there's nothing keeping me grounded. It's horrible, it's, it's a horrible thing to say, but she was kind of my excuse for being nicer. And now I just, I go around hurting people for the hell of it. Like, maybe if they're the ones in pain, I won't be. But it, it doesn't work like that. Does it? I just feel more and more alone. And-"
She continued to vent and Lea continued to comfort her. It just all felt so...right. Even though she'd only known the person in whom's arms she currently resided for a couple of days, she trusted her completely. It was a stark contrast from how guarded she normally kept herself.
"Right. Well, we don't need to watch this episode, or anymore if you'd like. I'm sure there's something else we can occupy our-"
'No. No. It's fine. Really. I want to see it." Quinn sat up, rubbing her eyes. "It's...helpful."
Lea grinned and pulled Quinn to her side, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder. "Okay, here we go."
---
They were on episode seven and Lea was sound asleep on Quinn's shoulder. The blonde had her arm tightly wrapped around the girl and she was too busy watching the rise and fall of the brunette's chest to pay much attention to the episode. She perked her head up though at the sound of Rachel's voice. She remembered this day. Arguing with Rachel in the halls. Deep down Quinn knew she wasn't actually jealous of Finn's attraction to Rachel, but of Rachel's for Finn. It took till now to realize that though.
"What the hell!" Quinn shrieked, flailing in her spot. The sudden movement woke the brunette who starred up through bleary eyes.
"Wha-what! What's going on? What's wrong!"
Quinn had paused the screen and just pointed to it for explanation. Lea was met with the image of Quinn, surrounded by football uniform clad cheerleaders, dancing and singing on the stage. She couldn't help but giggle. There had been multiple occasions where she and Dianna had had a laugh about how gay that scene was.
"What? What's wrong with it?"
Quinn just kept gesturing and spluttering. "I, it, that. That's a private fantasy! Why is that, why can everyone. I mean, millions of people have seen that?"
Now Lea got it. "Oh! I can see how that might be...embarrassing. That's kind of the downside to the dream sequences. Don't worry, only a very select part of the viewers actually realized the, uh, true meaning behind it."
By this point, Quinn had her head buried in her hands, wishing for a swift death over the sheer agony of this moment.
"Hey, hey. Honey, it's okay." The blonde lifted her head at the pet name.
"Why can't I have her life?"
Lea just looked confused. "Who are you tal-"
"Dianna, I mean. She has everything I can't have and more. Real friends, freedom, success, love." She had nearly said "you," but stopped herself.
Lea guided a piece of Quinn's hair away from her eyes, stroking the side of her face. "You can have those things. You just have to grab them. I mean, you have everyone in Glee. I know they could be awesome friends. And you're 16. Just study really hard, get into a college far, far away from Ohio and then be free. Follow your dreams. I know you have it in you. You're Quinn fucking Fabray! You can do anything. So success? Hell yeah."
Quinn couldn't stop the smile forming across her face, fighting back tears as well.
"And as for love, I know you're gonna find it because anyone would be lucky to be with you. You're smart, honor roll remember? And you're absolutely gorgeous, no one can deny that. You're determined and driven, funny and kind."
The blonde looked up skeptically at the kind part.
"Yes. Kind. You got Glee that page in the yearbook, and you sacrificed your own happiness so your daughter could have a wonderful life. You might think no one can see past your rough exterior, but you'd be surprised how many people can see the real you. Rachel can. I think that's why she always forgives you."
Quinn shot up in her seat. "Berry! I don't. Why would you. You don't know what. I mean." She crossed her arms and slouched back into the couch. "I'm not gay."
Lea laughed. "I never said you were-"
Quinn nervously bit her bottom lip, then quickly replaced the look with a scowl. "I dated Finn, and had a freaking baby with Puck!"
Lea cut her off. "Uh huh. Yep. Whatever you say. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone." She shot her a joking wink and nuzzled back into her shoulder. "So, can we get back to the show now, Miss I'm-not-gay?"
Quinn decided to ignore that last bit, turning to learn her head on the brunette's. "Yeah, whatever. If it'll shut you up."
---
They'd made it through episode nine when Lea's stomach started to rumble. She chuckled from her position on Quinn's lap. "I guess we should have dinner then. We can do take out since all I really have is vegan food and you're the pickiest person I've ever met."
Quinn scowled down at her. "Yeah, take out is fine. What were you thinking?"
"There's this great Chinese restaurant Di and I order from a lot. I'll get the menu." Lea sat up, and exited to the kitchen. Quinn suddenly missed the pressure on her lap.
"Found it!" Lea sang, returning with the promised item. She handed it to the blonde.
It really was true that they ordered from there a lot. Lea just instructed them to prepare her usual, but that "Dianna" wanted chicken and egg noodles with her chow mien. "Yeah, I know. She's just having some weird craving, so we'll forgive her this once."
Lea returned the phone. "It'll be here in 30."
Quinn nodded and looked around awkwardly. Now what? Did they keep watching? "So, um, what do you want to do in the meantime?"
Lea turned to face her, sitting cross legged. "We can go back to watching, if you want. Or, I don't know. What do you normally do in your free time?"
Quinn worried her bottom lip. "Um, I watch Myspace videos, or hang out with Santana and Brittany. I guess I read a lot too."
The brunette jumped up, startling the girl next to her. "That's perfect! Dianna loves to read. She leaves books here all the time!" She beckoned for the blonde to follow her and they made their way to a second bedroom next to the one Lea and Dianna use. The door opened to reveal stacks and stacks of books.
"We don't really use the second bedroom, so we just store shit in here."
And there weren't just books. There was a row of cameras atop an antique cabinet. A large empty tank with filters and other various accessories. And a mini grand piano in the corner. Quinn walked over to it and began to finger the keys, wishing she knew how to play.
"Do you play?" She asked the brunette.
"No. It's Dianna's." Lea laughed. "I may be able to sing, but instruments are simply not my forte. She's really great though. I wish you could see her play sometime. The music just...envelops her and it's absolutely magical. I don't even know how to do it justice." Lea's eyes were suddenly shrouded in a distant gleam.
Once again Quinn felt the bitter sting of envy overtake her. She wished she could be as good and talented as her counterpart, she just didn't know how.
"Hey, what's wrong?" The brunette was at her side, rubbing her back and looking concerned. The blonde hadn't even realized her eyes had begun to water.
"I, it's just. Dianna seems to have it all. Everyone loves her but I'm just, I'm so...alone. I don't have anyone. Not really."
By this point, Lea had the blonde in a side hug. "Hey, you could. I mean, I like you." She looked up at this confession. "You just have to be a little bit more...open sometimes. Let someone in instead of always shutting people out."
"Really?" She sniffled.
"Definitely. And think about it this way, there is a lot of Dianna in you. I mean, she kind of plays you and all. Plus, hey, I'm your friend. I'm here for you. So I guess you're really not alone."
Quinn smiled and started twisting nervously in her spot. "Thanks Lea, but you're not gonna be there when I go back. I mean, you can't come with me."
The brunette sat her down on the piano bench, sitting down beside her. "Yes. That's true. But I'm kind of there. Because while you're a bit like Dianna, Rachel's a bit like me."
She really was right. Lea and Rachel were a lot more similar than she and Dianna. And maybe, just maybe, Rachel could be the Lea to her Dianna? No. That was ridiculous. Was it? "Lea..."
Lea took Quinn's hand in hers. "Yeah?"
"Um, remember early when we were talking about Rachel and I was like..."
"Yeah."
Suddenly Quinn was avoiding her gaze and worrying a loose strand of string on her pants. "Well, I think I kind of lied."
Lea calmed Quinn's hand. "About which part."
Quinn was now stroking the back of Lea's hand instead of fidgeting with the string. "About the um, about the..." Lea lifted Quinn's chin so she was staring directly into those hazel eyes of hers. "About not being gay."
The brunette let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding and enveloped the blonde in a bone crushing hug.
"You're not...surprised or anything?" She spluttered, trying to get much needed oxygen to her lungs though Lea was making it incredibly difficult. She released her, resuming her position of holding the blonde's hands.
"Surprised? What? No! Are you kidding? I love Faberry so mu-"
"Fa-what?"
"You don't know...Oh, of course. You wouldn't. Faberry. It's the super adorable combination of Fabray and Berry."
"Wait. People call us Faberry? Like Finchel or Puckleberry?"
Lea grimaced. "Yeah, sure. But never mind that. So what are you going to do? Are you gonna tell her? How are you gonna tell her? Oh my God! You should sing her song! She'd love that. We have to find you a song. One sec, let me get my computer!" She hopped up and skipped out of the room, leaving Quinn in utter confusion. A wide grin then spread across her face. Such a weight had been lifted and the world hadn't ended. She happily followed the brunette, excited for what could happen next.
Chapter Six