2 Faberry Drabbles

Oct 14, 2013 10:49

Title: Interesting Date
Rating: G
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Quinn/Rachel
Plot: It's been 6 months since Quinn and Rachel went on a date, too busy with their careers, Quinn has the most ridiculous idea for a date ever. Faberry Drabble Request.

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"I think this was a great idea, Quinn," Rachel grin’s ear to ear as Quinn pulls her chair out for her to sit.

Quinn smiles taking a seat across from the brunette in her own chair, “Well, I know how we’ve both been so busy with our careers these past few months. I figured it was time for us to spend some time together.”

"That’s sweet, but did we really have to come here of all places? I use to work here, Quinn."

"Believe me, I know, but how could I resist rubbing our love in Santana’s face. Plus, I really wanted to see what these uniforms looked like, maybe you can borrow one for later," Quinn wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

"Only if you wear your Cheerios uniform."

"Um, can we get this to go?"

Rachel blushes and smacks Quinn’s arm, “Quinn Fabray! Save it for the bedroom.”

"Oh, great, Ellen and Portia what do you want?"

That’s Quinn’s cue, within seconds she’s got her tongue down Rachel’s throat and a thoroughly disgusted Santana suddenly walking away. She pulls back, with an embarrassing line of drool running down her chin, “Seriously, Quinn!? We’re suppose to be on a date, can’t you just woo me like old times before shoving your tongue down my throat?”

The smile fades from Quinn’s face, “Rachel, I’m sorry.”

"Can it Fabray, we’re going home, don’t start something you can’t finish. I expect next weekend to be taken on a proper date, I don’t care if we both have work. But right now, I need to get you home and into that old Cheerios uniform of yours. I think we have some high school fantasies to work out."

Quinn smirks as Rachel stands and leads her by her hand out the front doors, “But we didn’t get a uniform, for…”

"Maybe next time Quinn," Rachel giggles.

All things consider it was definitely their most interesting date.

Title: I Heard You Died In The Middle of the Night
Rating: G
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Quinn/Rachel
Plot: It's in the middle of the night that Quinn gets the phone call from Santana, hysterical cries in the back ground, to just come quick. Rachel needs her, cuz Finn Hudson has just died and she needs her now more then anybody. Faberry, Quinntana Friendship, Hummelbray Friendship, Kurtcheltana Friendship, Small Little drabble.

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Quinn dreams of none other then Finn Hudson before she gets the call. He just smiles at her, gives her a hug, and though she can’t hear his voice she knows what he’s saying. She wants to tell him that she doesn’t understand, what’s going on. But he just smiles and fades away.

Quinn’s shaken from her dream when her phone rings, Rachel’s name flashes across her phone. Sleepily she answer’s it, a knot of dread forming in her stomach.

"Rachel? It’s the middle of the --"

"Quinn…"

Quinn’s worried, this isn’t Rachel, “Santana? What are you doing calling me from Rachel’s phone in the middle of the night?”

She’s hears a sniffle from the other line, then a gasp. Suddenly she’s very aware of hysterical screaming in the back ground, “What’s wrong? Santana what happened?”

Santana chokes a sob, “Finn…he-he’s…”

She can’t bring herself to say it, she swallows her cries and musters whatever strength she has at the moment, “Quinn, Rachel needs you, come quick.”

Quinn can hear the seriousness in her voice and that’s all she needs, “Alright, I’m on my way.”

Somehow she make’s it to New York a few hours later, knocking on trios door. Santana answers and the first thing Quinn notices is her red-rimmed eyes, “Santana, seriously, whats going on?”

Santana hugging her fiercely, “Q, it’s Finn, he’s….dead.”

Quinn feels like she’s been punched in the gut, “What, that’s imposs--“

But her words are cut off by Santana squeezing her tighter. Then the hysterical cries from earlier across the phone are starting up again.

"She needs you, more then anybody else accept Finn, she needs you right now, Q. You need each other, go to her," the Latina is pushing her towards Rachel’s room.

Kurt stumble’s out of her room, eye’s blurred with tears, “There’s--there’s nothing-I can-I can’t, Quinn.”

The boy is clinging to her now, “I--I’m sorry Kurt--I-how--when.”

There’s not much Quinn can say now, she’s still in shock. But Kurt is shaking his head and running towards his own room.

Her feet take her without even registering it, “Rachel?”

The sobs have gotten quieter and she can see Rachel laying in the middle of her bed staring at the ceiling with never-ending tear tracks down her cheeks, unblinking.

Quinn somehow finds her way to her bed, cautiously sitting, reaching out and brushing Rachel’s bangs away from her head, she presses a kiss to her forehead, “Rachel..I’m here, I’m here now.”

It takes everything in her to not break down and cry right there with Rachel. Rachel needs her right now, more then ever, she has to be strong for them all. In her own time, she’ll grieve for him. It hasn’t quite hit her yet. But it’s hit everyone else, oh gosh, everyone back in Lima.

For now, she scoops Rachel up in her arms, very aware of the whimper that exhales from her limp body. And all she can find to say is, “I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.”

And that’s where she’ll stay until Rachel sends her away. Hopefully, that’ll be before her grief finally catches up with her, so she can deal alone….oh hell, screw being a Fabray.

Quinn’s repetitive words catch in her throat and she realizes she’s crying into Rachel’s hair. If there’s anything Quinn’s ever been so sure of is that they’ll get through this together, for Finn. He asked her to take care of Rachel, to take care of each other, for him. With that dopey smile of his.

Between sobs, “I’ll take care of her,” and Quinn is now the one clinging to Rachel like she’s the most precious thing in this life.

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