fic: Taking Chances 8/??
Fandom: Glee/Devil Wears Prada Crossover
Title: Taking Chances
Author: jt4702(JT)
Chapter 8
They get in Quinn’s car and before she drives off, Quinn pulls Rachel into a warm, comforting hug.
“What if Dad is right? I mean, I am giving in to outside pressure and adapting how I dress to please others. If anything, it shows just what a coward I am. I mean, I am changing how I dress just to avoid being bullied.” Rachel whispers in a broken voice.
“Don’t listen to Dr. Berry. You are one of the strongest people I know. You have always stuck to your principles, no matter what. Andy is right, you know? First impressions do matter a hell of a lot. A lot places have dress codes for a reason. And it doesn’t hurt to always look your best. Those of us who know you, know that what you look and how you dress is only a very small part of who you are. Those of us who are lucky enough, get to see the whole package. I’ll repeat myself, and I don’t care. You are one of the strongest and definitely the bravest person I know. Don’t you ever doubt that.” Quinn says as she looks into sad cinnamon eyes with tears threatening to spill. “Don’t cry, Rachie. You tell me this whenever I’m sad, but it certainly applies to you also. You’re too beautiful and wonderful to cry tears of sadness. You’re only allowed tears of joy. Besides, it would ruin your make up.” Quinn adds with a silly smile, hoping to inject some levity in the situation.
“Thanks Eggie.” Rachel says as she places a soft kiss filled with gratitude on Quinn’s cheek.
Quinn can still feel her cheek tingle after Rachel pulls back and sits properly, buckling her seatbelt. She unconsciously brings her fingertips to her face and smiles.
“How come I get ‘Eggie’ and Andy gets ‘Sunshine’? Quinn asks as they pull out of the driveway. “And before you give me your standard ‘because you’re intelligent’ answer, think about your words carefully. I doubt Andy is dumb. Besides, I’m blonde and a cheerleader. It fits me better.” Quinn adds in a playful tone.
Rachel just bursts into a fit of giggles. “Because then it would be very stereotypical, and you my dear Eggie, defy all stereotypes. You’re blonde, but have hazel eyes instead of blue. You’re intelligent and smart, not dumb as a post. And we both know you avoid the idea of being stereotyped.” Rachel says smiling.
“It’s ok, Rachie. You can say it. Andy has always been there for you. She has been your ray of sun for as long as you can remember. I’ll forever be grateful you have forgiven me for my past behaviour.” Quinn says with a sad smile.
“It’s all in the past Quinn. You are my best friend. I love you.” Rachel says softly, reaching over to take Quinn’s hand. Her heart hammering against her chest as she words come out of her mouth. She hopes Quinn doesn’t take it how she truly meant those words. She isn’t sure she can handle losing the blonde’s friendship. And it’s not because Quinn is a homophobe, but she’s sure her feelings aren’t reciprocated the way she wishes and it would make being around each other very awkward.
“I love you too, Rachel.” Quinn whispers back, tears glistening in her eyes. She wishes so much that the diva could love her like that.
The rest of the short ride is spent arguing over their music selection, stealing glances at each other and sharing shy smiles.
“It should be my choice because it’s my car.” Quinn says with a smirk.
“Maybe so, but you are offering me a ride, which in a sense makes me your guest, so the polite thing to do would be to let me pick what songs we hear.” Rachel fires back with a smirk of her own.
“Yeah, but if that is the case, then I should have been able to pick all the movies and music this past week since I was your guest. Instead, we ended up compromising.” Quinn replies, knowing she won by the way Rachel’s mouth opens and closes with nothing coming out of it for a few seconds before finally settling in the most adorable pout ever.
“You might have a point, but be that as it may, you brought up the point of compromising. Which I imagine would be the best way to resolve this situation. Besides, I’m not allowed to drive yet, so my situation gives you an unfair advantage.” Rachel says, knowing Quinn beat her with her last rebuttal. “See, that’s why I call you Eggie. You’re too smart for your own good.” She adds smiling sweetly.
They pull into the student parking lot still having not decided on a common piece of music.
“Maybe we can decide something to listen to on the way back to your place.” Quinn says as they exit the car. “See, I can compromise too. And it’s not my fault you’re not old enough to get your driver’s license yet.” She adds with an innocent smile.
“Fine. We’ll compromise. It’s eight fifteen now. We should be able to decide on a few songs by the time three o’clock rolls around. And it’s not my fault I’m intelligent enough to skip a year. Just for that accomplishment alone I should be rewarded by being the one to choose our music by default. But I’m gracious enough to stick to compromising. See how much I love you?” Rachel says hopeful as they walk into school.
“I love you too, you know?” Quinn says melting at those words. Even if it’s not how she wants Rachel to love her, she’ll never get tired of hearing them. Secretly, she also has no problems letting the diva choose their music, but half the fun is how they banter to agree on what to play. “Ready to face the masses?” She adds as she offers her hand to Rachel.
“As I’ll ever be.” Rachel replies, taking Quinn’s hand in her own.
The school day rolls by in a flash. Everyone is shocked by the change in Rachel’s appearance, and Quinn has made it perfectly clear that she will be on a murdering rampage should anyone mess with Rachel, or if a slushie comes within a three foot radius of the diva. Quinn absently wonders what their reaction would be if and when Rachel shows up in some of her fancier clothing. All she has today are a pair of black jeans, a black turtleneck, and boots.
By the end of the school day, the biggest news to the gossip rounds isn’t Rachel’s new appearance, but the fact that the Head Cheerio is now also a photographer for The McKinley Star, the school’s newspaper. Everyone wonders how Sue Sylvester will react to her Head Cheerio being part of yet another extra-curricular activity that is considered a loser magnet.
As expected, everyone in Glee asks Rachel where she was during the holidays, to which she gives her the standard “I was attending to some personal matters” answer. They just roll their eyes at her and accuse her of being a drama queen. They stop any further comments once they see the look Quinn is throwing their way. The spree of self-slushying Quinn has caused anyone who was stupid enough, and had dared to be in the near vicinity of Rachel with the frozen glop with ill intentions is still fresh on everyone’s mind.
Out of the remaining ten members of New Directions, the only one who is truly worried and interested is Puck. He actually looks a bit hurt that Rachel just took off without a word. They have bonded and formed a tentative friendship after Rachel’s unflinching support for Quinn. It did not hurt that Mr. Schuester paired them for an assignment either. Rachel absently thinks that Quinn nailed it when she said Finn has been acting as if someone (Rachel) had kicked his puppy. Other than demanding an explanation from Rachel about her sudden absence, he hasn’t made any efforts to talk to her. Any further questions or observations get interrupted by Mr. Schuester’s entrance.
“Sorry I’m late guys. I have great news. I found out why all competitions were moved up, and Nationals are being held in February. There is a new series competitions organised by ‘FAME events’ called The National Show Choir Championship Series, with the grand finale to be held in Phoenix, Arizona May first. There are a series of qualifying competitions that will be held in key locations which we’ll have to pick one and travel to. The best thing is that not only does the winner of the championship gets to be named National Champions, but there are also monetary prizes. We win and we don’t have to be so heavily dependent on the school’s budget.” Mr. Schuester announces excited.
“Yes, I was aware of it. If you recall, Mr. Schuester I tried to tell you about it before the start of our Christmas break. Because we waited this long, the closest qualifying competitions are either at full capacity, or we have missed their deadlines.” Rachel says interrupting. Quinn picks up Rachel’s hand and squeezes it in support, having heard all about it and seen how hurt Rachel was when their faculty adviser just flat out ignored the diva.
“Yes, about that…” Mr. Schuester starts to say when he is interrupted by Mercedes this time.
“Does that mean we won’t be able to compete?” The girl asks shocked. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner Rachel? Figures you were too busy thinking about yourself and your early vacation instead of your team.” Mercedes says snidely.
“Shut it Jones. We all know that Rachel was trying to announce something to us weeks before she had to leave. We all chose to ignore her without giving her a chance to speak every time she tried to talk to us.” Puck says through gritted teeth, tired of the way the rest treat Rachel and following Quinn’s example to be a better friend to the diva.
Some of them actually manage to blush and look embarrassed at Puck’s words. They all know he is right. Rachel was trying to tell them something that had her all excited but they chose to ignore her.
Mr. Schuester jumps in before Quinn can say anything. If the murderous glint in the blonde’s eyes is any indication, it will surely end in bloodshed if they keep this up. He also wants to stop it before someone points out how he, as their teacher, never gave Rachel the time of day when she had requested to make an announcement nearly a month ago.
“To answer your question, there are still two qualifying competitions with open spots. One in New York City, and the other one in Los Angeles. Realistically, the one in New York would be our best option since it’s closer. I have printed out permission slips for you to take home to your parents. The competition will be held in the Hammersteen Ballroom, located at the Manhattan Center, conveniently during Spring Break, so you won’t be missing any classes. All the details are in the permission slips. Read them over and have your parents contact me if they have any questions.” Mr. Schuester says.
Quinn bristles when Mr. Schuester continues on, without so much as an apology to Rachel. The diva just squeezes their joined hands and shrugs her shoulders, too used to their behaviour.
Rachel’s eyes light up at the mention of New York City. If things work out, she actually gets to spend some extra time with Andy and this time with Quinn.
“You get to meet Andy and Nigel.” Rachel whispers softly in Quinn’s ear, accidentally brushing her lips over the blonde’s ear, making both girls shiver at the contact.
“Who is paying for this? Not everyone is made of money, you know.” Finn asks after he sees how much each package will cost per person.
“That’s where the catch is. Mr. Figgins said that if we placed in the top three this February in Nationals, the school will pay for one fifth of the cost. We just need to make sure we place and come up with the rest of the money. If we don’t place in the top three, we will have to come up with the all the money on our own.” Mr. Schuester says with an encouraging smile.
“Great. How are we going to come up with the money? It’s the middle of winter, so we can’t do a carwash.” Santana says.
“Well, you can always do a bake sale. That’s how we came up with the money we needed for costumes and travel expenses when I was in Glee.” Mr. Schuester suggests.
“That is positively ancient. You do realise that a lot kids are too health conscious to fill their bodies with baked goods, right?” Kurt says, looking directly in the direction of the three Cheerios.
“Mr. Schuester, are we allowed to get part time employment in order to come up with funds along with the baked goods idea?” Rachel asks.
“Yes, as long as it is a legitimate job. I spoke with Mr. Figgins about all our options and frankly, part-time work might be the only way we can come up with the money.” Mr. Schuester answers quickly and truthfully.
“We could also bake healthier versions of cupcakes and cookies to appeal to the health conscious.” Quinn suggests.
“That’s a great idea, Quinn. Decide on which package you all prefer. Tell me your choices in a few days so I can register us. We then would have until February twenty-six to withdraw without penalty. The competition will be held on March twentieth.” Mr. Schuester says to the excited teens. “Now, we have to practice. The deal is off unless we place in the top three for Nationals.
Everyone is too excited to practice properly at first, but a few reminders from Rachel and Mr. Schuester brings everyone back into focus. After a couple of hours, they are finally allowed to head home.
“Mr. Schuester, may I ask you a few questions regarding the competition in New York?” Rachel asks once everyone but Quinn has left.
Mr. Schuester is about to give his usual half assed excuse and decline, when he catches the glare from Quinn and remembers Rachel’s earlier words about trying to tell them all about this new championship series. He knows that had he listened to the diva, they might have made the closer qualifiers. He has the decency to blush as he nods his assent.
“Presuming we actually manage to earn enough capital to finance this trip, do we have to stay in the hotel? I have family in New York, and I would rather stay with them. I would happily forfeit my allotment of the funds to the rest of the club and come up with my own airfare. I would also make sure I help the others as much as possible, and of course make sure we were all in the same flight back to Ohio.” Rachel asks.
“I’m sorry Rachel; legally speaking I cannot allow that. If anything happened to you, the school board would be liable.” Mr. Schuester says.
“What if I speak with my parents and I give you and the school a signed waiver releasing you and the school board of any liabilities should something happen? I was already planning on visiting New York during Spring Break and it would be dumb for me to fly there, spend time with my cousin, and fly back only to leave with you and Glee for New York again.” Rachel says logically.
Mr. Schuester can’t argue with that logic because the girl is right. It would be a monumental waste of money and time. “Fine. I’ll speak with Mr. Figgins. If your fathers allow it and sign, you can stay with your cousin and we will meet you in New York.” Mr. Schuester says with a tired sigh.
“Great. Have a great evening Mr. Schue.” Rachel says beaming as she pulls a sad looking Quinn out with her.
The girls walk silently to Quinn’s car. The blonde was actually looking forward to spending an entire week with Rachel in New York. This new development surely put a dent in their plans, because there is no way Quinn’s parents (her father) would sign a waiver releasing the school of any responsibility.
“Hey. I didn’t want to say anything to Mr. Schue, but all you need to do is convince your parents to let you come with me. You heard Andy on the phone last night. We are both welcomed to spend Spring Break with her. The waiver would just be a technicality because Andy would die first before she’d let anything happen to either one of us.” Rachel says softly once they are in Quinn’s car.
Quinn smiles and once again, takes hold of Rachel’s hand. “Thanks Rachie. I guess it’s just a matter of convincing my parents that signing a waiver releasing the school of any liability will be a good thing to do.” Quinn says with a half smile.
The rest of the week is spent agreeing on which package to choose and finally they settle on the one that includes four days and three nights in New York. They will be arriving early Thursday morning, and leaving Sunday evening. Since Rachel hasn’t brought up leaving early and staying with her cousin yet, Mr. Schuester assumes her dads had said no.
The girls, for their parts, talk to their respective parents about the competition and their plan of spending Spring Break in New York. Leroy agrees readily, although he isn’t too happy with the waiver he has to sign. Rachel quickly points out that had New Directions not decided to compete in that same week, he would have had no problem with Rachel going there on her own for the duration of her break, just like they’ve been doing since Andy had moved there. He admits she has a point, and he agrees only on the condition of making Andy her legal guardian sooner, rather than later. It takes a bit more convincing, with a few phone calls between Leroy, Andy and an adamant Judy Fabray on Quinn’s behalf to convince Russell, but eventually, everything is set for the girls to leave early. Leroy agrees to take care of all the paperwork, since he is an attorney. The icing on the cake comes from a letter notifying Rachel she passed her admission exam with flying colours, and requesting an interview to finalise her transfer to the school. They set it up to take place on the Monday of their visit to the New York.
Mr. Schuester’s jaw drops when both Quinn and Rachel present him with the notarised waivers that are signed by both sets of parents. He just smiles in shock and they make plans on when and where to meet once the rest of them join the girls later in the week. Rachel assures him that they will all be flying together on their return to Ohio.
With Dalton’s interview request, they all know it’s official. Rachel Berry is going to be finishing her high school education in New York. After a suggestion from Andy, Rachel visits a variety of furniture stores online and buys her bedroom furniture. It is arranged to be delivered the day after they arrive for their break.
Things with Hiram are still touch and go. He has been watching what he says and how he acts in front of Rachel, with an occasional slip here and there, but nothing outright as malicious as in the past. They are all wary, but they acknowledge that at the very least, he is making an effort.
All the gleeks are busy with bake sales and part time jobs. Unfortunately, the quickest and fastest way for them to earn funds, auctioning dates, is shot down by Mr. Schuester and Mr. Figgins. They are all dying to go to New York. Everyone is doing his or her part. Quinn manages to get a part time job at the local portrait studio at the mall as an assistant to the photographer, while Rachel bakes tasty treats for them to sell, on top of her job as an assistant ballet instructor at the local dance studio. Surprisingly enough, a few of the members of New Directions start to see Rachel in a different light after they see just how committed the girl is with the fundraising campaign they have going. It doesn’t hurt that the girl makes the best cupcakes and cookies ever.
True to her word, Quinn has made the lives a living hell to anyone who has dared to be mean to Rachel. It still baffles many how the Head Cheerio and the school self proclaimed diva and drama queen can be best friends, but if it makes Quinn happy, and thus ensuring the safety of the masses, then who are they to say a thing about it. Rachel’s new look is gradual enough that most people don’t make too much of it. If anything, they are all pleasantly shocked. Once Rachel is convinced that she won’t have to deal with slushie stains, she slowly integrates the pieces Nigel has helped her with. When she shows up decked in Chanel from head to toe, more than a few heads turn to stare either in sheer admiration or jealousy. Who knew that under all the lumpy animals, argyle and plaid sweaters, Rachel Berry hid such an amazing figure. It’s all worth it though, when Kurt catches a glimpse of the James Holt messenger bag slung casually over Rachel’s shoulder. It is part of his new Spring 2010 collection, and currently unavailable anywhere outside of New York, Paris, London and Milan.
They squeak by in Nationals and take third place, thus meeting one of the conditions for their partial funding. Quinn is convinced they would have taken first place, had some of the idiots that pass for their teammates gotten over themselves and allowed Rachel to sing both solos in the competition. Instead, it had become another squabble and jealousy fest. Quinn was the one who pointed out that when Rachel sang all the solos, they placed first in both Sectionals and Regionals. Rachel had beamed at her, but in the end, she relented to the others, leaving all of them astonished because Rachel Berry does not give up solos. When asked why, she just answers that if that is what the majority wants, then she will go with it. Only Rachel and Quinn know the real reason. Come next year, they wouldn’t have Rachel to bail them out at all, so they better get used to it now.
Instead, the girls focus all their efforts in making sure they make it to the competition. They all want to make it to the Championship in Phoenix because they know that by winning or at least placing in the top three guarantees them a small monetary prize. It also gives them more leverage for funding.
This time, they grudgingly agree that their best chances lie on Rachel’s voice, so six songs are picked that will suit Rachel’s vocal range the best. This is the first competition they will attend where they will have to sing in a preliminary competition and qualify for the final. They know they need to make the top three in order to get a shot at Phoenix.
All hell breaks loose when they find out Rachel and Quinn will be spending the first half of their break in New York and only join the rest when they make their way there later in the week.
“It’s not fair Mr. Schue. We worked really hard to come up with the money and they get an extra long vacation out of it. We want the same deal.” Mercedes says angry.
The usual suspects nod their agreements and before they vocalise their displeasure at the development, Puck lets out a loud whistle to get their attention. “Shut the hell up and let Mr. Schue finish talking.” He yells loud enough to catch their attention. Rachel and Quinn just look at the rest with inscrutable looks on their faces.
“Actually, Mercedes, Rachel’s fathers are paying for their airfare. They actually worked very hard to help the rest of us come up with the remainder of what was needed for us to make this trip.” Mr. Schuester tells the rest of the group.
Puck is the only one who isn’t surprised at the news and he just smirks at the others’ reactions to that bomb. Mercedes grudgingly apologises, while a few of them truly see Rachel in a different light. With the knowledge that Rachel’s fathers would be paying for their tickets, they know Rachel and Quinn did not have to help them at all, but they still busted their asses for the team.
“Thanks for all your help girls. It really shows teamwork.” Santana says surprising everyone in the room.
The remainder of the time is spent organising and coordinating everything for the trip. Because of the extra funds they have, they get a second chaperone to go with them. They nearly have an apoplectic fit when they discover the second chaperone is none other than the bane of their existence, Sue Sylvester, since she is still officially their second faculty adviser.
On the Monday before their break starts, Rachel and Quinn head to the auditorium for their lunch because that is where the grand piano is. They set up on the stage, talking and giggling about their upcoming trip. This is Quinn’s first visit to New York and Rachel plans on making it an experience of a lifetime for her best friend.
“Will you tell me more about the song you chose for your audition? I looked it up on Google and I’m curious. Why do you like it so much? It’s such a sad song.” Quinn asks after she strikes a few random keys on the piano.
“It appears that way, but if you think about it, what do you think is worse? Dying never knowing your feelings are returned? Or dying knowing that the person you are in love with loves you back? If given the choice, I would choose the latter. However bittersweet the circumstances, I would like to experience that kind of love even if it is for a short moment. Besides, in that song, they didn’t know something bad would happen on the day they confessed their feelings.” Rachel says looking intently at Quinn. Both girls know there is more to those words, but for now, they let it drop.
“Will you sing it for me?” Quinn asks.
Rachel just gets up from her spot on the blanket they have set up, and sits on the piano bench. Quinn quickly joins her, but scoots over enough to give Rachel enough space to move unrestricted. Soon enough, the sounds of a familiar melody along with Rachel’s clear voice fill the auditorium. A few errant tears fall from Quinn’s eyes by time Rachel sings the last word. As the last note of the piano reverberates through the rafters, Quinn pulls Rachel to her and kisses her softly on the lips. Rachel is shocked at first, but before Quinn can pull apart, Rachel is kissing back. Their kiss deepens and soon tongues are asking and giving permission. When they finally pull apart, they are both breathing hard.
“I decided to take a page out of that song. You are right. I would rather know total happiness, even if it for a short period of time than none at all. I love you Rachel Berry. You are my best friend, and I have no clue when or how it happened, but I am head over in heels in love with you. I choose my own little sliver of heaven, however short lived it might be. But given the choice, it’d be for all eternity.” Quinn says softly.
“I like the idea of eternity with you. I have wanted to do this for so long. I love you too. I just wasn’t sure and I didn’t want to weird you out so I held back.” Rachel says before she brings their lips together again, making up for lost time. “We will make it work. It’s only two years, and I will visit as much as I can. I will move heaven and earth so you can spend as much time in New York as possible. Our happiness will not be temporary. It might have long stretches of not so nice moments until you can join me, but you’ll see how fast two years can go by.” Rachel adds when she sees the tears still glistening in Quinn’s eyes.
Quinn smiles and pulls Rachel in for another kiss. There, holding Rachel flushed to her, and feeling the brunette’s hand snaking around her neck and shoulders, feeling those wonderfully smooth lips, she finally understands Rachel’s obsession with that song. The big difference though, they are both alive after their first kiss, with time and distance the only obstacles they have to overcome.
“We will take advantage of every second we have until the summer. You’re right. We’ll make it work after you move.” Quinn says once they pull apart. “I know we’re both very young, but I have faith in us. We are forever.” Quinn adds. Knowing her feelings are reciprocated, only gives her incentive to go against her father, even if it means being in debt in order to pay for college.
They finish the day in a happy daze. If the other gleeks notice anything, they are too afraid of Quinn to ask. They are still a bit upset the girls are leaving right after school on Friday.
Once back at the Berrys’ house, the girls talk about the change in their relationship and decide to keep it under wraps. They agree that more than likely, Quinn’s parents would disown her. For the first time since making the decision to leave, Rachel is having second thoughts. If anyone finds out, Quinn would not only be disowned, but more than likely, she would become the target of vicious attacks, if how they reacted to the blonde’s pregnancy scare. Especially since their main target would be gone by then. She shares as much with Quinn.
“Hey, Rachie, don’t look so sad. I know you are not abandoning me. I need you to go. You and I both know your life is no longer here. It never was. This backwater town was never meant for someone like you. In two years I will be joining you in New York and we are both going to leave our mark in the world.” Quinn says pulling Rachel in a tight embrace and kissing the girl soundly.
“Thank you. I love you Eggie. I love you so much. I never thought it would happen so soon. I was so afraid of ruining our friendship.” Rachel says before she leans in for another kiss.
“I know the feeling. I debated with myself quite a bit. In the end, I just couldn’t let you go without letting you know how I feel.” Quinn replies.
“Hey Love, I’m not gone yet. I’m still here. We have a few months left still.” Rachel says with a bittersweet smile.
“I know. We will make every second count.” Quinn answers as she pulls Rachel towards her for another heart stopping kiss. For the first time in ages, Rachel wishes for time to stand still.
By the end of the night, only Leroy and Andy know of the change in the girls’ relationship. They all tell Quinn that the decision to come out is very personal, and she should only do it whenever she is ready for it, and not a second before. Leroy tells her in no uncertain terms that if she decides to come out to her parents while she’s still living in Lima and with them, and they disown her, that his house is always open to her, whether or not Rachel is living there. Quinn just hugs him with teary eyes whispering a heartfelt thank you.
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The flight to LaGuardia is pretty uneventful. Leroy is joining them for a few days so he can go over some legal documents with Andy to finalise the process of giving the young woman legal rights as Rachel’s guardian until she is eighteen. There is also a separate document that authorises Andy to act as Quinn’s legal guardian as well, at least for the duration of the trip. Sleeping arrangements are taken care of quickly, with Leroy taking the pull out sofa bed. The girls will share the futon until Rachel’s new bed is delivered the following day.
Like last time, the second the plane touches down, Rachel has the urge to spring from her seat. All that is keeping her there are Quinn’s hands on hers and Quinn’s amused smile. It helps that Quinn insisted in putting their carry-on in the overhead bins, which means Rachel has to depend on either her girlfriend or her father to assist her. Quinn has to hold back a sudden giggle attack when she sees the pout on Rachel’s lips. She knows she will be in for it if she laughs.
The only saving grace for Quinn is the fact that the second they are allowed to get up, Quinn is the first one up to retrieve their bags. Leroy just shakes his head in amusement. Between Quinn’s reflexes as a Cheerio and Rachel’s determination, they are actually the first ones out of the plane.
Rachel once again tackles Andy into a gigantic hug. This time though, Andy is prepared and keeps her balance just fine as she wraps her arms around the shorter brunette’s shoulder.
“Hey Sunshine. I have missed you terribly.” Rachel mumbles into Andy’s chest.
“I’ve missed you too, Hummingbird.” Andy says into Rachel’s hair.
“It’s nice to finally meet you in person.” Andy says pulling a surprised Quinn into a warm hug once Rachel pulls apart.
“Nice meeting you as well.” Quinn says returning the hug.
“Are you planning on buying all of New York again? Because if that’s the case I won’t let Nigel near you.” Andy says once she sees the amount of suitcases Rachel has with her.
“No, silly. Since I’m moving here in the summer, I figured I would make things easier by bringing as much of my winter wardrobe as possible. Unless there is a new ice age happening that I’m unfamiliar with, I won’t be needing that stuff any time soon.” Rachel says giggling.
“Oh, that actually makes sense.” Andy replies blushing slightly.
“Was she really that bad?” Quinn asks amused.
“Yes!” is the twin reply she gets from Andy and Leroy.
“We shopped from the moment the stores were opened until closing time. I’m surprised my credit card didn’t self combust from that much use. I’m ever so grateful my back didn’t just give out on me. I was voluntold to be the pack mule because apparently my fashion sense, though not atrocious for a man, wasn’t good enough for Nigel’s vision.” Leroy says with a small shudder, memories of that day are still fresh in his mind.
“Nigel said to Uncle Leroy ‘Rachel is fifteen, darling, not sixty. You might have enough sense to dress yourself, but you are not going to ruin this for D. Here make yourself useful’ before he shoved a few bags his way.” Andy says chuckling at the memory.
“D?” Quinn asks confused.
“Hummingbird, you didn’t tell her?” Andy asks laughing harder now.
“It might have slipped my mind.” Rachel says blushing a bit.
“Sure it did.” Andy says with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. “Nigel found Rachel’s obsession with animal themed sweaters a bit on the interesting side. He ended up calling her Doctor Doolittle, which eventually got shortened to Little D or just plain D.” Andy says turning towards Quinn. “Don’t give me that look, Hummingbird. You know it was only a matter of time before Quinn found out. At least it’s better than ‘Six’.” Andy adds at the pout now gracing Rachel’s face.
“Six?” Quinn asks even more confused.
“Yes, that’s what Nigel calls me. That used to be my dress size when I first started at Runway.” Andy says laughing.
Quinn just looks at Leroy’s light chuckle to Andy’s full on laugh to Rachel’s crossed arms and just bursts out into a fit of giggles. When she sees the oh so kissable pout in Rachel’s lips, the laughter melts away to a sheepish grin.
“I’m sorry Rachie. Just the mental image of you surrounded by animals as you speak to them is too much.” Quinn says as she places a series of innocent and chaste pecks on Rachel’s lips. She doesn’t relent until she feels the diva kiss back. They only separate when they hear throats clearing around them.
“I would say sorry, but I’m not. How do you expect me to resist those wonderful, beautiful, and kissable lips? Especially when they are all pouty. Just be glad we kept it all PG.” Quinn says with a mischievous glint in her eyes, causing Rachel to flush a deep crimson.
All four break out in a fit of giggles at that.
The weekend is spent in a blur of errands. Quinn agrees to stay behind and wait for Rachel’s bed while the other three head over to the bank to open a joint account that will take care of Rachel’s expenses while she lives under Andy’s care. Luckily, the bed arrives during the first half of the day. They, to Quinn’s amusement and Leroy’s chagrin, go shopping for linens and other assorted items Rachel will need. They eventually manage to put together Rachel’s bed, and all is set for the big move.
Sunday is spent bumming around the city, with a stop over the main Juilliard campus and the beauty that is the Lincoln Center of the Performing Arts. Quinn goes nuts snapping pictures.
First thing Monday morning, Leroy and Andy finalise all the paperwork, and Andy is now officially one of Rachel’s legal guardians. They return to the apartment to pick up the girls, and head to Dalton for Rachel’s interview. Rachel is asked the standard questions of why she has chosen Dalton. They talk about her exam results (she got all questions right, except for one). They talk about extracurricular activities. There is an in depth discussion about the arts programs available to Dalton students and Rachel gets to the point and asks if she will be allowed to use either the music room or the auditorium to practice. By the end of the interview, it becomes official. Rachel will start as a junior in September. The principal gives Rachel and everyone accompanying her, a tour of the school.
They are all talking excitedly during the tour, especially Rachel. She is in love with the fact that the school has two grand pianos. One in the music room and the other one in the auditorium. She is a bit bummed out that she doesn’t get to meet her future Glee club members. She heard them sing in Nationals and was very impressed when they took second place. It was a bit of a bummer that they placed higher, but that is life. She wonders if she will have another struggle in her hands to prove herself.
Quinn sees the look of self doubt cross Rachel’s face and pulls the hand she has entwined with hers to her mouth and kisses the knuckles softly, drawing Rachel’s attention. “Don’t let the idiots back home bring you down. Once they hear your voice, they will fall in love with you. And if they are smart, they will know that with you leading them, there is no way you guys can lose.” She whispers in Rachel’s ears once they’re done and they’re done with the principal.
“Thank you Love. You always know just what to say to make me feel better.” Rachel whispers back.
“If you two lovebirds are done, we need to get going.” Leroy says to the now blushing girls.
“Sorry.” Rachel and Quinn mumble.
They all walk out the front door, Rachel ecstatic with the opportunity to add theatre and dancing as art electives. Leroy is actually worried that Rachel will take on too much, but she promises to speak with a counsellor before she picks all her subjects for next year. Quinn just smiles at her girlfriend’s enthusiasm, knowing she is on her way to making her dreams come true.
The group returns to Andy’s apartment for a late lunch.
“Thanks for everything Leroy. I wish there was something more I could say or do to show you just how much everything you have done means to me, especially when I don’t deserve it.” Quinn says to Leroy as she glances over to where Rachel and Andy are talking on the couch.
“I’m just glad I have been able to make things easier for you. You make my baby girl happy. Everything else is in the past. We all make mistakes, but unlike a lot of people, you are one of the few who also learns from said mistakes. Just keep making her happy Remember, it is possible to have faith in God and still have a relationship with someone of the same gender. Don’t let the politics behind organised religion bring you down.” Leroy says as he continues to make their lunch.
Leroy regretfully has to leave right after their lunch to catch his plane back to Ohio. The remainder of the day is spent organising Rachel’s room and making it more ‘her’ space and not just a spare bedroom. Rachel is exhausted and fast asleep by the time nine p.m. rolls around.
Quinn places a loving kiss on Rachel’s nose and quietly extricates herself from Rachel’s arms and makes her way to the small balcony. She just stares at the New York skyline as she twiddles her crucifix between her thumb and index finger, wondering about the new direction her life has taken. She is so deep in thought that she doesn’t notice Andy has decided to join her in the balcony.
“Hey Quinn.” Andy says as she places a hand on the blonde’s shoulder. She bites back a chuckle when the blonde nearly jumps a foot in the air.
“Oh, Hi. I thought you were asleep already.” Quinn says shyly.
“Nope. I was on my way to get some tea when I saw you out here. Everything ok?” Andy asks with an understanding smile. She is about to say something else when she hears the kettle whistle. “Do you want anything?” Andy asks as she makes her way back to the apartment.
“No, but thank you for asking.” Quinn says distractedly as she continues to look at the lights of the skyscrapers.
“It’s a beautiful sight, isn’t it?” Andy asks as she joins Quinn once more in the balcony, this time with a light sweater on. She hands Quinn a light fleece throw. “In case you get chilly out there.” Andy adds at the confused look Quinn gives her.
“Thanks. Uhm, I was wondering if I might ask you a few questions.” Quinn says softly, eyes still fastened on the bright lights of the city around her. She silently wonders what the view would be like in a penthouse apartment of one of those skyscrapers in the distance. Perhaps sometime in the not so distant future, she will get to sit out in their balcony looking down and around the rest of the city with Rachel snuggled safely within her arms.
“You can ask me anything.” Andy replies just as soft, placing a comforting hand on Quinn’s shoulder.
Quinn continues to stare absently at the view before her, trying to gather her courage. “Thank you for the fleece.” Quinn says as she turns around to face Andy.
“You are welcome, but that really isn’t a question, and I had no problem bringing you that blanket. Rachel would kill me if you wake up with a sudden cold.” Andy says with a light chuckle, hoping to ease some of Quinn’s nerves. She wants to say more, but she is afraid of scaring the girl.
“How did you manage to forgive me so easily? I was one of Rachel’s main tormenters for years. I am so ashamed of everything I ever put that girl through. I can’t seem to forgive myself, but I have found absolution so easily in Rachel, Leroy and now you. I don’t get it. You should hate me.” Quinn says with tears in her eyes. Deep within the recesses of her mind, she thinks she is getting as blunt as Rachel is. The thought warms her soul.
“I will admit that I was a bit apprehensive when Rachel first told me the two of you had started on what she called ‘a tentative path to a more understanding relationship that would hopefully result in friendship.’” Andy says with a smile as she remembers Rachel’s words.
“Yeah, that sounds like my Rachie.” Quinn interjects with a sweet smile at the thought of Rachel.
“I have known first hand from Rachel how much you mean to her and how happy she has been since the two of you resolved your differences. Any doubts I had were erased when I saw her at Christmas. Her eyes lit up when she talked about you or whenever your name was mentioned. I see the way she looks at you and I can tell you without a doubt that if you were ask her, she would stay in Lima with you and for you. You know that, yet you are the first to encourage her to follow her dreams. That alone shows me how much you care for my little Hummingbird. I see how protective you have been of her and the fact that you are one of the very few who stands up for her publicly means more than words can describe, and I’m a writer.” Andy says softly, gently pulling Quinn to her, knowing how much a hug can say when mere words cannot.
“I should have done that sooner. I don’t deserve her at all, but I’m too selfish to give her up. I am so sorry for having hurt her in the past.” Quinn says, crying openly now. Andy just hugs her closer to her.
“It is not for me to judge your past actions, especially when I had never met you and I wasn’t there, nor is it for me to offer forgiveness or absolution. Your wrongs were never against me. I am just the overprotective older cousin who hopes more than anything that Rachel gets a break from all the bad things she grew up with. Since the start of this school year, you have been one of the few highs in her world of lows. We are humans, and by default, it means we are not perfect. Most of us will spend the rest of our lives trying to seek our pinnacle of perfection, but along the way, we will make our fair share of mistakes. I know you have learned from yours. It takes a strong person to admit having made them in the first place, and an even stronger person to learn from them and make the effort of not repeating them. And just so you know, you are no more selfish than the rest of us are, Rachel included. I doubt she would let you go without a fight if you were to step out of her life thinking it’s what is best. Which, by the way, wouldn’t be. Even through our short interactions over the phone I can see you bring out the best in each other..” Andy says as she places a kiss on top of the blonde’s head.
Quinn just holds on tighter and sends a quiet prayer of thanks that she has a new person in her corner. She can truly understand how and why Rachel loves Andy so much and thinks that Rachel is right. Andy is a ray of sunshine.
“Thank you. Rachie is right. You really are the best. I’m sorry I cried all over you like a blubbering idiot.” Quinn says as she tries to pull apart, blushing when she realises what she has done.
“Hey, don’t be embarrassed. You earned a spot in my heart the moment you became the main reason my little Hummingbird smiles on a regular basis. If you ever need someone to talk to, I will always be a phone call away.” Andy says as she tightens her hold and softly rubs Quinn’s back.
“Thank you. I would really like that.” Quinn says shyly.
“Don’t be so hasty with your thanks. You just gained yourself your own overprotective older cousin now.” Andy says with a light chuckle.
“I like how that sounds. To most of my family, I’m just a disappointment.” Quinn just burrows herself further in the embrace. Part of her envious that Rachel will have this comfort every day and part of her ecstatic that she has found someone who will be there for her the way her own sister hasn’t been for her.
“Do you think you can get some sleep now?” Andy asks softly. Internally, she seethes at Quinn’s family. What kind of people would make a sixteen-year-old feel like that?
“Yeah. How did you know I was having problems falling asleep?” Quinn replies.
“You had the faraway look of someone deep in thought, and I can see the guilt that you try so hard to hold on to. Let it go. We have. It’s in the past, and it won’t do you any good. Now, come on, it’s getting late, and if I know Rachel at all, she will have a full few days planned for the two of you. You will need as much sleep as you can squeeze in.” Andy says as she pulls Quinn to her feet and guides her back inside the apartment.
“Thank you Andy. Sweet dreams.” Quinn says softly as she places a kiss filled with gratitude on Andy’s cheek.
“Sweet dreams, Quinn, and it was my pleasure.” Andy says as she places another kiss on top of the Cheerio’s head.
Quinn silently walks back to her shared room with Rachel and after a few minutes of looking at the diva, she climbs back in bed and smiles as Rachel automatically burrows herself against her even in her sleep. Quinn falls asleep feeling lighter than she has in years.
TBC...
Chap. 9
Title: Taking Chances
Author: jt4702(JT)
Chapter 8
They get in Quinn’s car and before she drives off, Quinn pulls Rachel into a warm, comforting hug.
“What if Dad is right? I mean, I am giving in to outside pressure and adapting how I dress to please others. If anything, it shows just what a coward I am. I mean, I am changing how I dress just to avoid being bullied.” Rachel whispers in a broken voice.
“Don’t listen to Dr. Berry. You are one of the strongest people I know. You have always stuck to your principles, no matter what. Andy is right, you know? First impressions do matter a hell of a lot. A lot places have dress codes for a reason. And it doesn’t hurt to always look your best. Those of us who know you, know that what you look and how you dress is only a very small part of who you are. Those of us who are lucky enough, get to see the whole package. I’ll repeat myself, and I don’t care. You are one of the strongest and definitely the bravest person I know. Don’t you ever doubt that.” Quinn says as she looks into sad cinnamon eyes with tears threatening to spill. “Don’t cry, Rachie. You tell me this whenever I’m sad, but it certainly applies to you also. You’re too beautiful and wonderful to cry tears of sadness. You’re only allowed tears of joy. Besides, it would ruin your make up.” Quinn adds with a silly smile, hoping to inject some levity in the situation.
“Thanks Eggie.” Rachel says as she places a soft kiss filled with gratitude on Quinn’s cheek.
Quinn can still feel her cheek tingle after Rachel pulls back and sits properly, buckling her seatbelt. She unconsciously brings her fingertips to her face and smiles.
“How come I get ‘Eggie’ and Andy gets ‘Sunshine’? Quinn asks as they pull out of the driveway. “And before you give me your standard ‘because you’re intelligent’ answer, think about your words carefully. I doubt Andy is dumb. Besides, I’m blonde and a cheerleader. It fits me better.” Quinn adds in a playful tone.
Rachel just bursts into a fit of giggles. “Because then it would be very stereotypical, and you my dear Eggie, defy all stereotypes. You’re blonde, but have hazel eyes instead of blue. You’re intelligent and smart, not dumb as a post. And we both know you avoid the idea of being stereotyped.” Rachel says smiling.
“It’s ok, Rachie. You can say it. Andy has always been there for you. She has been your ray of sun for as long as you can remember. I’ll forever be grateful you have forgiven me for my past behaviour.” Quinn says with a sad smile.
“It’s all in the past Quinn. You are my best friend. I love you.” Rachel says softly, reaching over to take Quinn’s hand. Her heart hammering against her chest as she words come out of her mouth. She hopes Quinn doesn’t take it how she truly meant those words. She isn’t sure she can handle losing the blonde’s friendship. And it’s not because Quinn is a homophobe, but she’s sure her feelings aren’t reciprocated the way she wishes and it would make being around each other very awkward.
“I love you too, Rachel.” Quinn whispers back, tears glistening in her eyes. She wishes so much that the diva could love her like that.
The rest of the short ride is spent arguing over their music selection, stealing glances at each other and sharing shy smiles.
“It should be my choice because it’s my car.” Quinn says with a smirk.
“Maybe so, but you are offering me a ride, which in a sense makes me your guest, so the polite thing to do would be to let me pick what songs we hear.” Rachel fires back with a smirk of her own.
“Yeah, but if that is the case, then I should have been able to pick all the movies and music this past week since I was your guest. Instead, we ended up compromising.” Quinn replies, knowing she won by the way Rachel’s mouth opens and closes with nothing coming out of it for a few seconds before finally settling in the most adorable pout ever.
“You might have a point, but be that as it may, you brought up the point of compromising. Which I imagine would be the best way to resolve this situation. Besides, I’m not allowed to drive yet, so my situation gives you an unfair advantage.” Rachel says, knowing Quinn beat her with her last rebuttal. “See, that’s why I call you Eggie. You’re too smart for your own good.” She adds smiling sweetly.
They pull into the student parking lot still having not decided on a common piece of music.
“Maybe we can decide something to listen to on the way back to your place.” Quinn says as they exit the car. “See, I can compromise too. And it’s not my fault you’re not old enough to get your driver’s license yet.” She adds with an innocent smile.
“Fine. We’ll compromise. It’s eight fifteen now. We should be able to decide on a few songs by the time three o’clock rolls around. And it’s not my fault I’m intelligent enough to skip a year. Just for that accomplishment alone I should be rewarded by being the one to choose our music by default. But I’m gracious enough to stick to compromising. See how much I love you?” Rachel says hopeful as they walk into school.
“I love you too, you know?” Quinn says melting at those words. Even if it’s not how she wants Rachel to love her, she’ll never get tired of hearing them. Secretly, she also has no problems letting the diva choose their music, but half the fun is how they banter to agree on what to play. “Ready to face the masses?” She adds as she offers her hand to Rachel.
“As I’ll ever be.” Rachel replies, taking Quinn’s hand in her own.
The school day rolls by in a flash. Everyone is shocked by the change in Rachel’s appearance, and Quinn has made it perfectly clear that she will be on a murdering rampage should anyone mess with Rachel, or if a slushie comes within a three foot radius of the diva. Quinn absently wonders what their reaction would be if and when Rachel shows up in some of her fancier clothing. All she has today are a pair of black jeans, a black turtleneck, and boots.
By the end of the school day, the biggest news to the gossip rounds isn’t Rachel’s new appearance, but the fact that the Head Cheerio is now also a photographer for The McKinley Star, the school’s newspaper. Everyone wonders how Sue Sylvester will react to her Head Cheerio being part of yet another extra-curricular activity that is considered a loser magnet.
As expected, everyone in Glee asks Rachel where she was during the holidays, to which she gives her the standard “I was attending to some personal matters” answer. They just roll their eyes at her and accuse her of being a drama queen. They stop any further comments once they see the look Quinn is throwing their way. The spree of self-slushying Quinn has caused anyone who was stupid enough, and had dared to be in the near vicinity of Rachel with the frozen glop with ill intentions is still fresh on everyone’s mind.
Out of the remaining ten members of New Directions, the only one who is truly worried and interested is Puck. He actually looks a bit hurt that Rachel just took off without a word. They have bonded and formed a tentative friendship after Rachel’s unflinching support for Quinn. It did not hurt that Mr. Schuester paired them for an assignment either. Rachel absently thinks that Quinn nailed it when she said Finn has been acting as if someone (Rachel) had kicked his puppy. Other than demanding an explanation from Rachel about her sudden absence, he hasn’t made any efforts to talk to her. Any further questions or observations get interrupted by Mr. Schuester’s entrance.
“Sorry I’m late guys. I have great news. I found out why all competitions were moved up, and Nationals are being held in February. There is a new series competitions organised by ‘FAME events’ called The National Show Choir Championship Series, with the grand finale to be held in Phoenix, Arizona May first. There are a series of qualifying competitions that will be held in key locations which we’ll have to pick one and travel to. The best thing is that not only does the winner of the championship gets to be named National Champions, but there are also monetary prizes. We win and we don’t have to be so heavily dependent on the school’s budget.” Mr. Schuester announces excited.
“Yes, I was aware of it. If you recall, Mr. Schuester I tried to tell you about it before the start of our Christmas break. Because we waited this long, the closest qualifying competitions are either at full capacity, or we have missed their deadlines.” Rachel says interrupting. Quinn picks up Rachel’s hand and squeezes it in support, having heard all about it and seen how hurt Rachel was when their faculty adviser just flat out ignored the diva.
“Yes, about that…” Mr. Schuester starts to say when he is interrupted by Mercedes this time.
“Does that mean we won’t be able to compete?” The girl asks shocked. “Why didn’t you say anything sooner Rachel? Figures you were too busy thinking about yourself and your early vacation instead of your team.” Mercedes says snidely.
“Shut it Jones. We all know that Rachel was trying to announce something to us weeks before she had to leave. We all chose to ignore her without giving her a chance to speak every time she tried to talk to us.” Puck says through gritted teeth, tired of the way the rest treat Rachel and following Quinn’s example to be a better friend to the diva.
Some of them actually manage to blush and look embarrassed at Puck’s words. They all know he is right. Rachel was trying to tell them something that had her all excited but they chose to ignore her.
Mr. Schuester jumps in before Quinn can say anything. If the murderous glint in the blonde’s eyes is any indication, it will surely end in bloodshed if they keep this up. He also wants to stop it before someone points out how he, as their teacher, never gave Rachel the time of day when she had requested to make an announcement nearly a month ago.
“To answer your question, there are still two qualifying competitions with open spots. One in New York City, and the other one in Los Angeles. Realistically, the one in New York would be our best option since it’s closer. I have printed out permission slips for you to take home to your parents. The competition will be held in the Hammersteen Ballroom, located at the Manhattan Center, conveniently during Spring Break, so you won’t be missing any classes. All the details are in the permission slips. Read them over and have your parents contact me if they have any questions.” Mr. Schuester says.
Quinn bristles when Mr. Schuester continues on, without so much as an apology to Rachel. The diva just squeezes their joined hands and shrugs her shoulders, too used to their behaviour.
Rachel’s eyes light up at the mention of New York City. If things work out, she actually gets to spend some extra time with Andy and this time with Quinn.
“You get to meet Andy and Nigel.” Rachel whispers softly in Quinn’s ear, accidentally brushing her lips over the blonde’s ear, making both girls shiver at the contact.
“Who is paying for this? Not everyone is made of money, you know.” Finn asks after he sees how much each package will cost per person.
“That’s where the catch is. Mr. Figgins said that if we placed in the top three this February in Nationals, the school will pay for one fifth of the cost. We just need to make sure we place and come up with the rest of the money. If we don’t place in the top three, we will have to come up with the all the money on our own.” Mr. Schuester says with an encouraging smile.
“Great. How are we going to come up with the money? It’s the middle of winter, so we can’t do a carwash.” Santana says.
“Well, you can always do a bake sale. That’s how we came up with the money we needed for costumes and travel expenses when I was in Glee.” Mr. Schuester suggests.
“That is positively ancient. You do realise that a lot kids are too health conscious to fill their bodies with baked goods, right?” Kurt says, looking directly in the direction of the three Cheerios.
“Mr. Schuester, are we allowed to get part time employment in order to come up with funds along with the baked goods idea?” Rachel asks.
“Yes, as long as it is a legitimate job. I spoke with Mr. Figgins about all our options and frankly, part-time work might be the only way we can come up with the money.” Mr. Schuester answers quickly and truthfully.
“We could also bake healthier versions of cupcakes and cookies to appeal to the health conscious.” Quinn suggests.
“That’s a great idea, Quinn. Decide on which package you all prefer. Tell me your choices in a few days so I can register us. We then would have until February twenty-six to withdraw without penalty. The competition will be held on March twentieth.” Mr. Schuester says to the excited teens. “Now, we have to practice. The deal is off unless we place in the top three for Nationals.
Everyone is too excited to practice properly at first, but a few reminders from Rachel and Mr. Schuester brings everyone back into focus. After a couple of hours, they are finally allowed to head home.
“Mr. Schuester, may I ask you a few questions regarding the competition in New York?” Rachel asks once everyone but Quinn has left.
Mr. Schuester is about to give his usual half assed excuse and decline, when he catches the glare from Quinn and remembers Rachel’s earlier words about trying to tell them all about this new championship series. He knows that had he listened to the diva, they might have made the closer qualifiers. He has the decency to blush as he nods his assent.
“Presuming we actually manage to earn enough capital to finance this trip, do we have to stay in the hotel? I have family in New York, and I would rather stay with them. I would happily forfeit my allotment of the funds to the rest of the club and come up with my own airfare. I would also make sure I help the others as much as possible, and of course make sure we were all in the same flight back to Ohio.” Rachel asks.
“I’m sorry Rachel; legally speaking I cannot allow that. If anything happened to you, the school board would be liable.” Mr. Schuester says.
“What if I speak with my parents and I give you and the school a signed waiver releasing you and the school board of any liabilities should something happen? I was already planning on visiting New York during Spring Break and it would be dumb for me to fly there, spend time with my cousin, and fly back only to leave with you and Glee for New York again.” Rachel says logically.
Mr. Schuester can’t argue with that logic because the girl is right. It would be a monumental waste of money and time. “Fine. I’ll speak with Mr. Figgins. If your fathers allow it and sign, you can stay with your cousin and we will meet you in New York.” Mr. Schuester says with a tired sigh.
“Great. Have a great evening Mr. Schue.” Rachel says beaming as she pulls a sad looking Quinn out with her.
The girls walk silently to Quinn’s car. The blonde was actually looking forward to spending an entire week with Rachel in New York. This new development surely put a dent in their plans, because there is no way Quinn’s parents (her father) would sign a waiver releasing the school of any responsibility.
“Hey. I didn’t want to say anything to Mr. Schue, but all you need to do is convince your parents to let you come with me. You heard Andy on the phone last night. We are both welcomed to spend Spring Break with her. The waiver would just be a technicality because Andy would die first before she’d let anything happen to either one of us.” Rachel says softly once they are in Quinn’s car.
Quinn smiles and once again, takes hold of Rachel’s hand. “Thanks Rachie. I guess it’s just a matter of convincing my parents that signing a waiver releasing the school of any liability will be a good thing to do.” Quinn says with a half smile.
The rest of the week is spent agreeing on which package to choose and finally they settle on the one that includes four days and three nights in New York. They will be arriving early Thursday morning, and leaving Sunday evening. Since Rachel hasn’t brought up leaving early and staying with her cousin yet, Mr. Schuester assumes her dads had said no.
The girls, for their parts, talk to their respective parents about the competition and their plan of spending Spring Break in New York. Leroy agrees readily, although he isn’t too happy with the waiver he has to sign. Rachel quickly points out that had New Directions not decided to compete in that same week, he would have had no problem with Rachel going there on her own for the duration of her break, just like they’ve been doing since Andy had moved there. He admits she has a point, and he agrees only on the condition of making Andy her legal guardian sooner, rather than later. It takes a bit more convincing, with a few phone calls between Leroy, Andy and an adamant Judy Fabray on Quinn’s behalf to convince Russell, but eventually, everything is set for the girls to leave early. Leroy agrees to take care of all the paperwork, since he is an attorney. The icing on the cake comes from a letter notifying Rachel she passed her admission exam with flying colours, and requesting an interview to finalise her transfer to the school. They set it up to take place on the Monday of their visit to the New York.
Mr. Schuester’s jaw drops when both Quinn and Rachel present him with the notarised waivers that are signed by both sets of parents. He just smiles in shock and they make plans on when and where to meet once the rest of them join the girls later in the week. Rachel assures him that they will all be flying together on their return to Ohio.
With Dalton’s interview request, they all know it’s official. Rachel Berry is going to be finishing her high school education in New York. After a suggestion from Andy, Rachel visits a variety of furniture stores online and buys her bedroom furniture. It is arranged to be delivered the day after they arrive for their break.
Things with Hiram are still touch and go. He has been watching what he says and how he acts in front of Rachel, with an occasional slip here and there, but nothing outright as malicious as in the past. They are all wary, but they acknowledge that at the very least, he is making an effort.
All the gleeks are busy with bake sales and part time jobs. Unfortunately, the quickest and fastest way for them to earn funds, auctioning dates, is shot down by Mr. Schuester and Mr. Figgins. They are all dying to go to New York. Everyone is doing his or her part. Quinn manages to get a part time job at the local portrait studio at the mall as an assistant to the photographer, while Rachel bakes tasty treats for them to sell, on top of her job as an assistant ballet instructor at the local dance studio. Surprisingly enough, a few of the members of New Directions start to see Rachel in a different light after they see just how committed the girl is with the fundraising campaign they have going. It doesn’t hurt that the girl makes the best cupcakes and cookies ever.
True to her word, Quinn has made the lives a living hell to anyone who has dared to be mean to Rachel. It still baffles many how the Head Cheerio and the school self proclaimed diva and drama queen can be best friends, but if it makes Quinn happy, and thus ensuring the safety of the masses, then who are they to say a thing about it. Rachel’s new look is gradual enough that most people don’t make too much of it. If anything, they are all pleasantly shocked. Once Rachel is convinced that she won’t have to deal with slushie stains, she slowly integrates the pieces Nigel has helped her with. When she shows up decked in Chanel from head to toe, more than a few heads turn to stare either in sheer admiration or jealousy. Who knew that under all the lumpy animals, argyle and plaid sweaters, Rachel Berry hid such an amazing figure. It’s all worth it though, when Kurt catches a glimpse of the James Holt messenger bag slung casually over Rachel’s shoulder. It is part of his new Spring 2010 collection, and currently unavailable anywhere outside of New York, Paris, London and Milan.
They squeak by in Nationals and take third place, thus meeting one of the conditions for their partial funding. Quinn is convinced they would have taken first place, had some of the idiots that pass for their teammates gotten over themselves and allowed Rachel to sing both solos in the competition. Instead, it had become another squabble and jealousy fest. Quinn was the one who pointed out that when Rachel sang all the solos, they placed first in both Sectionals and Regionals. Rachel had beamed at her, but in the end, she relented to the others, leaving all of them astonished because Rachel Berry does not give up solos. When asked why, she just answers that if that is what the majority wants, then she will go with it. Only Rachel and Quinn know the real reason. Come next year, they wouldn’t have Rachel to bail them out at all, so they better get used to it now.
Instead, the girls focus all their efforts in making sure they make it to the competition. They all want to make it to the Championship in Phoenix because they know that by winning or at least placing in the top three guarantees them a small monetary prize. It also gives them more leverage for funding.
This time, they grudgingly agree that their best chances lie on Rachel’s voice, so six songs are picked that will suit Rachel’s vocal range the best. This is the first competition they will attend where they will have to sing in a preliminary competition and qualify for the final. They know they need to make the top three in order to get a shot at Phoenix.
All hell breaks loose when they find out Rachel and Quinn will be spending the first half of their break in New York and only join the rest when they make their way there later in the week.
“It’s not fair Mr. Schue. We worked really hard to come up with the money and they get an extra long vacation out of it. We want the same deal.” Mercedes says angry.
The usual suspects nod their agreements and before they vocalise their displeasure at the development, Puck lets out a loud whistle to get their attention. “Shut the hell up and let Mr. Schue finish talking.” He yells loud enough to catch their attention. Rachel and Quinn just look at the rest with inscrutable looks on their faces.
“Actually, Mercedes, Rachel’s fathers are paying for their airfare. They actually worked very hard to help the rest of us come up with the remainder of what was needed for us to make this trip.” Mr. Schuester tells the rest of the group.
Puck is the only one who isn’t surprised at the news and he just smirks at the others’ reactions to that bomb. Mercedes grudgingly apologises, while a few of them truly see Rachel in a different light. With the knowledge that Rachel’s fathers would be paying for their tickets, they know Rachel and Quinn did not have to help them at all, but they still busted their asses for the team.
“Thanks for all your help girls. It really shows teamwork.” Santana says surprising everyone in the room.
The remainder of the time is spent organising and coordinating everything for the trip. Because of the extra funds they have, they get a second chaperone to go with them. They nearly have an apoplectic fit when they discover the second chaperone is none other than the bane of their existence, Sue Sylvester, since she is still officially their second faculty adviser.
On the Monday before their break starts, Rachel and Quinn head to the auditorium for their lunch because that is where the grand piano is. They set up on the stage, talking and giggling about their upcoming trip. This is Quinn’s first visit to New York and Rachel plans on making it an experience of a lifetime for her best friend.
“Will you tell me more about the song you chose for your audition? I looked it up on Google and I’m curious. Why do you like it so much? It’s such a sad song.” Quinn asks after she strikes a few random keys on the piano.
“It appears that way, but if you think about it, what do you think is worse? Dying never knowing your feelings are returned? Or dying knowing that the person you are in love with loves you back? If given the choice, I would choose the latter. However bittersweet the circumstances, I would like to experience that kind of love even if it is for a short moment. Besides, in that song, they didn’t know something bad would happen on the day they confessed their feelings.” Rachel says looking intently at Quinn. Both girls know there is more to those words, but for now, they let it drop.
“Will you sing it for me?” Quinn asks.
Rachel just gets up from her spot on the blanket they have set up, and sits on the piano bench. Quinn quickly joins her, but scoots over enough to give Rachel enough space to move unrestricted. Soon enough, the sounds of a familiar melody along with Rachel’s clear voice fill the auditorium. A few errant tears fall from Quinn’s eyes by time Rachel sings the last word. As the last note of the piano reverberates through the rafters, Quinn pulls Rachel to her and kisses her softly on the lips. Rachel is shocked at first, but before Quinn can pull apart, Rachel is kissing back. Their kiss deepens and soon tongues are asking and giving permission. When they finally pull apart, they are both breathing hard.
“I decided to take a page out of that song. You are right. I would rather know total happiness, even if it for a short period of time than none at all. I love you Rachel Berry. You are my best friend, and I have no clue when or how it happened, but I am head over in heels in love with you. I choose my own little sliver of heaven, however short lived it might be. But given the choice, it’d be for all eternity.” Quinn says softly.
“I like the idea of eternity with you. I have wanted to do this for so long. I love you too. I just wasn’t sure and I didn’t want to weird you out so I held back.” Rachel says before she brings their lips together again, making up for lost time. “We will make it work. It’s only two years, and I will visit as much as I can. I will move heaven and earth so you can spend as much time in New York as possible. Our happiness will not be temporary. It might have long stretches of not so nice moments until you can join me, but you’ll see how fast two years can go by.” Rachel adds when she sees the tears still glistening in Quinn’s eyes.
Quinn smiles and pulls Rachel in for another kiss. There, holding Rachel flushed to her, and feeling the brunette’s hand snaking around her neck and shoulders, feeling those wonderfully smooth lips, she finally understands Rachel’s obsession with that song. The big difference though, they are both alive after their first kiss, with time and distance the only obstacles they have to overcome.
“We will take advantage of every second we have until the summer. You’re right. We’ll make it work after you move.” Quinn says once they pull apart. “I know we’re both very young, but I have faith in us. We are forever.” Quinn adds. Knowing her feelings are reciprocated, only gives her incentive to go against her father, even if it means being in debt in order to pay for college.
They finish the day in a happy daze. If the other gleeks notice anything, they are too afraid of Quinn to ask. They are still a bit upset the girls are leaving right after school on Friday.
Once back at the Berrys’ house, the girls talk about the change in their relationship and decide to keep it under wraps. They agree that more than likely, Quinn’s parents would disown her. For the first time since making the decision to leave, Rachel is having second thoughts. If anyone finds out, Quinn would not only be disowned, but more than likely, she would become the target of vicious attacks, if how they reacted to the blonde’s pregnancy scare. Especially since their main target would be gone by then. She shares as much with Quinn.
“Hey, Rachie, don’t look so sad. I know you are not abandoning me. I need you to go. You and I both know your life is no longer here. It never was. This backwater town was never meant for someone like you. In two years I will be joining you in New York and we are both going to leave our mark in the world.” Quinn says pulling Rachel in a tight embrace and kissing the girl soundly.
“Thank you. I love you Eggie. I love you so much. I never thought it would happen so soon. I was so afraid of ruining our friendship.” Rachel says before she leans in for another kiss.
“I know the feeling. I debated with myself quite a bit. In the end, I just couldn’t let you go without letting you know how I feel.” Quinn replies.
“Hey Love, I’m not gone yet. I’m still here. We have a few months left still.” Rachel says with a bittersweet smile.
“I know. We will make every second count.” Quinn answers as she pulls Rachel towards her for another heart stopping kiss. For the first time in ages, Rachel wishes for time to stand still.
By the end of the night, only Leroy and Andy know of the change in the girls’ relationship. They all tell Quinn that the decision to come out is very personal, and she should only do it whenever she is ready for it, and not a second before. Leroy tells her in no uncertain terms that if she decides to come out to her parents while she’s still living in Lima and with them, and they disown her, that his house is always open to her, whether or not Rachel is living there. Quinn just hugs him with teary eyes whispering a heartfelt thank you.
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The flight to LaGuardia is pretty uneventful. Leroy is joining them for a few days so he can go over some legal documents with Andy to finalise the process of giving the young woman legal rights as Rachel’s guardian until she is eighteen. There is also a separate document that authorises Andy to act as Quinn’s legal guardian as well, at least for the duration of the trip. Sleeping arrangements are taken care of quickly, with Leroy taking the pull out sofa bed. The girls will share the futon until Rachel’s new bed is delivered the following day.
Like last time, the second the plane touches down, Rachel has the urge to spring from her seat. All that is keeping her there are Quinn’s hands on hers and Quinn’s amused smile. It helps that Quinn insisted in putting their carry-on in the overhead bins, which means Rachel has to depend on either her girlfriend or her father to assist her. Quinn has to hold back a sudden giggle attack when she sees the pout on Rachel’s lips. She knows she will be in for it if she laughs.
The only saving grace for Quinn is the fact that the second they are allowed to get up, Quinn is the first one up to retrieve their bags. Leroy just shakes his head in amusement. Between Quinn’s reflexes as a Cheerio and Rachel’s determination, they are actually the first ones out of the plane.
Rachel once again tackles Andy into a gigantic hug. This time though, Andy is prepared and keeps her balance just fine as she wraps her arms around the shorter brunette’s shoulder.
“Hey Sunshine. I have missed you terribly.” Rachel mumbles into Andy’s chest.
“I’ve missed you too, Hummingbird.” Andy says into Rachel’s hair.
“It’s nice to finally meet you in person.” Andy says pulling a surprised Quinn into a warm hug once Rachel pulls apart.
“Nice meeting you as well.” Quinn says returning the hug.
“Are you planning on buying all of New York again? Because if that’s the case I won’t let Nigel near you.” Andy says once she sees the amount of suitcases Rachel has with her.
“No, silly. Since I’m moving here in the summer, I figured I would make things easier by bringing as much of my winter wardrobe as possible. Unless there is a new ice age happening that I’m unfamiliar with, I won’t be needing that stuff any time soon.” Rachel says giggling.
“Oh, that actually makes sense.” Andy replies blushing slightly.
“Was she really that bad?” Quinn asks amused.
“Yes!” is the twin reply she gets from Andy and Leroy.
“We shopped from the moment the stores were opened until closing time. I’m surprised my credit card didn’t self combust from that much use. I’m ever so grateful my back didn’t just give out on me. I was voluntold to be the pack mule because apparently my fashion sense, though not atrocious for a man, wasn’t good enough for Nigel’s vision.” Leroy says with a small shudder, memories of that day are still fresh in his mind.
“Nigel said to Uncle Leroy ‘Rachel is fifteen, darling, not sixty. You might have enough sense to dress yourself, but you are not going to ruin this for D. Here make yourself useful’ before he shoved a few bags his way.” Andy says chuckling at the memory.
“D?” Quinn asks confused.
“Hummingbird, you didn’t tell her?” Andy asks laughing harder now.
“It might have slipped my mind.” Rachel says blushing a bit.
“Sure it did.” Andy says with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. “Nigel found Rachel’s obsession with animal themed sweaters a bit on the interesting side. He ended up calling her Doctor Doolittle, which eventually got shortened to Little D or just plain D.” Andy says turning towards Quinn. “Don’t give me that look, Hummingbird. You know it was only a matter of time before Quinn found out. At least it’s better than ‘Six’.” Andy adds at the pout now gracing Rachel’s face.
“Six?” Quinn asks even more confused.
“Yes, that’s what Nigel calls me. That used to be my dress size when I first started at Runway.” Andy says laughing.
Quinn just looks at Leroy’s light chuckle to Andy’s full on laugh to Rachel’s crossed arms and just bursts out into a fit of giggles. When she sees the oh so kissable pout in Rachel’s lips, the laughter melts away to a sheepish grin.
“I’m sorry Rachie. Just the mental image of you surrounded by animals as you speak to them is too much.” Quinn says as she places a series of innocent and chaste pecks on Rachel’s lips. She doesn’t relent until she feels the diva kiss back. They only separate when they hear throats clearing around them.
“I would say sorry, but I’m not. How do you expect me to resist those wonderful, beautiful, and kissable lips? Especially when they are all pouty. Just be glad we kept it all PG.” Quinn says with a mischievous glint in her eyes, causing Rachel to flush a deep crimson.
All four break out in a fit of giggles at that.
The weekend is spent in a blur of errands. Quinn agrees to stay behind and wait for Rachel’s bed while the other three head over to the bank to open a joint account that will take care of Rachel’s expenses while she lives under Andy’s care. Luckily, the bed arrives during the first half of the day. They, to Quinn’s amusement and Leroy’s chagrin, go shopping for linens and other assorted items Rachel will need. They eventually manage to put together Rachel’s bed, and all is set for the big move.
Sunday is spent bumming around the city, with a stop over the main Juilliard campus and the beauty that is the Lincoln Center of the Performing Arts. Quinn goes nuts snapping pictures.
First thing Monday morning, Leroy and Andy finalise all the paperwork, and Andy is now officially one of Rachel’s legal guardians. They return to the apartment to pick up the girls, and head to Dalton for Rachel’s interview. Rachel is asked the standard questions of why she has chosen Dalton. They talk about her exam results (she got all questions right, except for one). They talk about extracurricular activities. There is an in depth discussion about the arts programs available to Dalton students and Rachel gets to the point and asks if she will be allowed to use either the music room or the auditorium to practice. By the end of the interview, it becomes official. Rachel will start as a junior in September. The principal gives Rachel and everyone accompanying her, a tour of the school.
They are all talking excitedly during the tour, especially Rachel. She is in love with the fact that the school has two grand pianos. One in the music room and the other one in the auditorium. She is a bit bummed out that she doesn’t get to meet her future Glee club members. She heard them sing in Nationals and was very impressed when they took second place. It was a bit of a bummer that they placed higher, but that is life. She wonders if she will have another struggle in her hands to prove herself.
Quinn sees the look of self doubt cross Rachel’s face and pulls the hand she has entwined with hers to her mouth and kisses the knuckles softly, drawing Rachel’s attention. “Don’t let the idiots back home bring you down. Once they hear your voice, they will fall in love with you. And if they are smart, they will know that with you leading them, there is no way you guys can lose.” She whispers in Rachel’s ears once they’re done and they’re done with the principal.
“Thank you Love. You always know just what to say to make me feel better.” Rachel whispers back.
“If you two lovebirds are done, we need to get going.” Leroy says to the now blushing girls.
“Sorry.” Rachel and Quinn mumble.
They all walk out the front door, Rachel ecstatic with the opportunity to add theatre and dancing as art electives. Leroy is actually worried that Rachel will take on too much, but she promises to speak with a counsellor before she picks all her subjects for next year. Quinn just smiles at her girlfriend’s enthusiasm, knowing she is on her way to making her dreams come true.
The group returns to Andy’s apartment for a late lunch.
“Thanks for everything Leroy. I wish there was something more I could say or do to show you just how much everything you have done means to me, especially when I don’t deserve it.” Quinn says to Leroy as she glances over to where Rachel and Andy are talking on the couch.
“I’m just glad I have been able to make things easier for you. You make my baby girl happy. Everything else is in the past. We all make mistakes, but unlike a lot of people, you are one of the few who also learns from said mistakes. Just keep making her happy Remember, it is possible to have faith in God and still have a relationship with someone of the same gender. Don’t let the politics behind organised religion bring you down.” Leroy says as he continues to make their lunch.
Leroy regretfully has to leave right after their lunch to catch his plane back to Ohio. The remainder of the day is spent organising Rachel’s room and making it more ‘her’ space and not just a spare bedroom. Rachel is exhausted and fast asleep by the time nine p.m. rolls around.
Quinn places a loving kiss on Rachel’s nose and quietly extricates herself from Rachel’s arms and makes her way to the small balcony. She just stares at the New York skyline as she twiddles her crucifix between her thumb and index finger, wondering about the new direction her life has taken. She is so deep in thought that she doesn’t notice Andy has decided to join her in the balcony.
“Hey Quinn.” Andy says as she places a hand on the blonde’s shoulder. She bites back a chuckle when the blonde nearly jumps a foot in the air.
“Oh, Hi. I thought you were asleep already.” Quinn says shyly.
“Nope. I was on my way to get some tea when I saw you out here. Everything ok?” Andy asks with an understanding smile. She is about to say something else when she hears the kettle whistle. “Do you want anything?” Andy asks as she makes her way back to the apartment.
“No, but thank you for asking.” Quinn says distractedly as she continues to look at the lights of the skyscrapers.
“It’s a beautiful sight, isn’t it?” Andy asks as she joins Quinn once more in the balcony, this time with a light sweater on. She hands Quinn a light fleece throw. “In case you get chilly out there.” Andy adds at the confused look Quinn gives her.
“Thanks. Uhm, I was wondering if I might ask you a few questions.” Quinn says softly, eyes still fastened on the bright lights of the city around her. She silently wonders what the view would be like in a penthouse apartment of one of those skyscrapers in the distance. Perhaps sometime in the not so distant future, she will get to sit out in their balcony looking down and around the rest of the city with Rachel snuggled safely within her arms.
“You can ask me anything.” Andy replies just as soft, placing a comforting hand on Quinn’s shoulder.
Quinn continues to stare absently at the view before her, trying to gather her courage. “Thank you for the fleece.” Quinn says as she turns around to face Andy.
“You are welcome, but that really isn’t a question, and I had no problem bringing you that blanket. Rachel would kill me if you wake up with a sudden cold.” Andy says with a light chuckle, hoping to ease some of Quinn’s nerves. She wants to say more, but she is afraid of scaring the girl.
“How did you manage to forgive me so easily? I was one of Rachel’s main tormenters for years. I am so ashamed of everything I ever put that girl through. I can’t seem to forgive myself, but I have found absolution so easily in Rachel, Leroy and now you. I don’t get it. You should hate me.” Quinn says with tears in her eyes. Deep within the recesses of her mind, she thinks she is getting as blunt as Rachel is. The thought warms her soul.
“I will admit that I was a bit apprehensive when Rachel first told me the two of you had started on what she called ‘a tentative path to a more understanding relationship that would hopefully result in friendship.’” Andy says with a smile as she remembers Rachel’s words.
“Yeah, that sounds like my Rachie.” Quinn interjects with a sweet smile at the thought of Rachel.
“I have known first hand from Rachel how much you mean to her and how happy she has been since the two of you resolved your differences. Any doubts I had were erased when I saw her at Christmas. Her eyes lit up when she talked about you or whenever your name was mentioned. I see the way she looks at you and I can tell you without a doubt that if you were ask her, she would stay in Lima with you and for you. You know that, yet you are the first to encourage her to follow her dreams. That alone shows me how much you care for my little Hummingbird. I see how protective you have been of her and the fact that you are one of the very few who stands up for her publicly means more than words can describe, and I’m a writer.” Andy says softly, gently pulling Quinn to her, knowing how much a hug can say when mere words cannot.
“I should have done that sooner. I don’t deserve her at all, but I’m too selfish to give her up. I am so sorry for having hurt her in the past.” Quinn says, crying openly now. Andy just hugs her closer to her.
“It is not for me to judge your past actions, especially when I had never met you and I wasn’t there, nor is it for me to offer forgiveness or absolution. Your wrongs were never against me. I am just the overprotective older cousin who hopes more than anything that Rachel gets a break from all the bad things she grew up with. Since the start of this school year, you have been one of the few highs in her world of lows. We are humans, and by default, it means we are not perfect. Most of us will spend the rest of our lives trying to seek our pinnacle of perfection, but along the way, we will make our fair share of mistakes. I know you have learned from yours. It takes a strong person to admit having made them in the first place, and an even stronger person to learn from them and make the effort of not repeating them. And just so you know, you are no more selfish than the rest of us are, Rachel included. I doubt she would let you go without a fight if you were to step out of her life thinking it’s what is best. Which, by the way, wouldn’t be. Even through our short interactions over the phone I can see you bring out the best in each other..” Andy says as she places a kiss on top of the blonde’s head.
Quinn just holds on tighter and sends a quiet prayer of thanks that she has a new person in her corner. She can truly understand how and why Rachel loves Andy so much and thinks that Rachel is right. Andy is a ray of sunshine.
“Thank you. Rachie is right. You really are the best. I’m sorry I cried all over you like a blubbering idiot.” Quinn says as she tries to pull apart, blushing when she realises what she has done.
“Hey, don’t be embarrassed. You earned a spot in my heart the moment you became the main reason my little Hummingbird smiles on a regular basis. If you ever need someone to talk to, I will always be a phone call away.” Andy says as she tightens her hold and softly rubs Quinn’s back.
“Thank you. I would really like that.” Quinn says shyly.
“Don’t be so hasty with your thanks. You just gained yourself your own overprotective older cousin now.” Andy says with a light chuckle.
“I like how that sounds. To most of my family, I’m just a disappointment.” Quinn just burrows herself further in the embrace. Part of her envious that Rachel will have this comfort every day and part of her ecstatic that she has found someone who will be there for her the way her own sister hasn’t been for her.
“Do you think you can get some sleep now?” Andy asks softly. Internally, she seethes at Quinn’s family. What kind of people would make a sixteen-year-old feel like that?
“Yeah. How did you know I was having problems falling asleep?” Quinn replies.
“You had the faraway look of someone deep in thought, and I can see the guilt that you try so hard to hold on to. Let it go. We have. It’s in the past, and it won’t do you any good. Now, come on, it’s getting late, and if I know Rachel at all, she will have a full few days planned for the two of you. You will need as much sleep as you can squeeze in.” Andy says as she pulls Quinn to her feet and guides her back inside the apartment.
“Thank you Andy. Sweet dreams.” Quinn says softly as she places a kiss filled with gratitude on Andy’s cheek.
“Sweet dreams, Quinn, and it was my pleasure.” Andy says as she places another kiss on top of the Cheerio’s head.
Quinn silently walks back to her shared room with Rachel and after a few minutes of looking at the diva, she climbs back in bed and smiles as Rachel automatically burrows herself against her even in her sleep. Quinn falls asleep feeling lighter than she has in years.
TBC...
Chap. 9