Disclamer: Don't own the Glee characters or any ideas I take from it. I do, however own the idea for this story. Song "Kiss Me" belongs to Sixpence None the Richer.

Chapter 8

"Finn," Rachel started. "I'm contrite about stringing you along, but I don't love you." She pulled her hands out of his.

Finn grabbed her hands again and said, "stop playing hard to get Rachel. I'm giving you the attention you want."

Rachel tried to get her hands back, but Finn had a tight hold on them. "This was never about attention, Finn. Now, I'd appreciate if you let go of my hands."

Finn only tightened his grip making her wince. "Not until you admit you love me, so we can get back together."

Santana decided to step in before Quinn broke away from their restraining hands. As amusing as it would be for the Latina to see Finn get beat up, she didn't want her best friend to get suspended for fighting on school grounds. "Stop being so desperate Finncompetent. She doesn't love you, deal with it."

Finn looked up to see Santana and Brittany restraining a livid Quinn glaring daggers at him with swirling green eyes. He hesitated for a second before spitting out, "this is none of your business, so butt out Lopez."

Puck stood up and put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You're hurting Rachel which makes it our business. Let go, dude."

Finn stood up looking at his friend disbelievingly. "You're supposed to be on my side."

"Sorry, dude," Puck answered looking up to see Quinn giving him a thankful smile. "Having your back isn't my first priority."

Finn followed Puck's eyes and became enraged. Of course she has something to do with this. "You're fucking her, aren't you? That's why you're her fucking lap dog."

"That's enough, Finn! Sit down." Mr. Schue finally intervened. He'd been shocked by how fast things had escalated.

Finn sat down reluctantly. It wouldn't help him to get in trouble.

"Okay, guys, decide on where you want to practice today and go there."

The pairs quickly dispersed leaving Quinn and Rachel in the music room. Quinn's anger quickly dissipated when she noticed how sad her mate was. She walked down to her and took her hand leading her to the chair in the middle of the first row. When she motioned for her to sit Rachel looked at her questioningly.

"I want you to hear something I think will turn that frown upside down." Quinn explained leaning down to kiss her softly and quickly. It was still to close to the full moon to chance anything more passionate.

"You've already lifted my mood." Rachel admitted with a small content smile.

"Glad to hear it, but you're still missing the light in your eyes and I'm hoping this can bring it back." Quinn grabbed the acoustic and stood a few feet in front of Rachel.

Kiss me out of the bearded barley

Nightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing (swing, swing)

Swing the spinning step

You wear those shoes

and I will wear that dress

Oh oh kiss me

Rachel smiled, she loved this song.

Beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

Quinn smirked when she sang that line and Rachel giggled.

So kiss me

Rachel had started swaying in her sit. Quinn could see the Rachel's eyes twinkling with happiness and it made her heart soar knowing she was the cause.

Kiss me (kiss me) down by the broken tree house

Swing me (swing me) upon its hanging tire

Bring, bring (bring, bring) bring your flowered hat

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

Oh oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

So kiss me

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

So kiss me(x4)

"So, did-" Quinn didn't get to finish her question as she was tackled by a 5' 1 brunette. At least she waited until I put the guitar down. "I'm guessing you liked it." Quinn chuckled at the small girl's attempts to restrict her breathing.

"I loved it." Rachel squealed wrapping her legs around the taller girl to show her just how much. It only took seconds for Rachel to feel Quinn's hardened member. She quickly got off and took a couple steps back. Rachel looked into Quinn's eyes that now held almost no brown. "Sorry."

Quinn seemed to be frozen in place and didn't appear to be breathing. "Quinn? Are you okay?" The blonde seemed to be lost in thought, but whatever she was thinking about seemed to calm her down. Her hard on was completely gone and her eyes were back to their normal hazel.

Quinn noticed the concerned look on Rachel and apologized. "Sorry, I was thinking about something to get rid of my arousal."

"What were thinking about?" Rachel asked curiously.

"Coach Beiste and Coach Sylverster, naked."

"Oh, um, well we should start practicing."

"You chose a song?"

"Yes." Rachel walked to her bag and got out the lyrics she'd printed out handing one to Quinn.

The blonde read the lyrics and chuckled. "I see last night helped you with your choice." She didn't mean it in a teasing way, but was happy to see the blush adorning the diva's face.

"Just start singing, Fabray. I will not settle for anything but perfection."

"I wouldn't expect you to, love." She smirked as the term of endearment got the desired affect of reddening the smaller girl's cheeks.


"Are you coming over tonight?" Rachel asked walking with Quinn towards the gym.

"I don't think that would be wise."

"Why? I'll be more careful now that I know and we still have a lot of practicing to do." She really wanted to spend more time with the blonde she knew she'd already fallen for.

"First of all, your home is thick with your scent, so keeping a distance won't make much of a difference the closer it gets to Sunday. Secondly, I haven't taken voice lessons, so I do need to rest it." Quinn wanted to spend more time with Rachel, but she knew it would be much harder to control herself the farther into the week they got.

"We could go to yours and just talk or watch a movie." Rachel suggested.

"No." Quinn quickly turned down the idea.

"Why?" Rachel asked a little hurt. Quinn stopped in front of the locker room door and mentally slapped herself, she knew she'd unintentionally hurt her again.

The blonde ran a hand through her hair in frustration. "Because my father will try to enforce one of the pack rules when he notices that we haven't consummated our love."

"What?" Rachel chocked on her spit.

The werewolve rubbed her neck in embarrassment and cleared her throat before explaining. "It's a pack rule to engage in sexual intercourse with your imprint after telling them the pack secret to strengthen the bond."

"And, uh, how would your father know that we haven't?"

"The werewolve becomes extremely possessive the week after."

"Oh." She didn't know what else to say, this was a lot to take in. "You should hurry up or you'll be late."

"Yeah." Quinn pushed the door open, but turned back before going in. "Can I pick you up tomorrow?"

"I'd like that."

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7:30." She gave her one last smile before running in to change.

"We'll be working on zone today." Coach Beiste informed them after their warmup. "Red team you're defense, get in Jordan."

They ran to their spots for the 2:3 zone defense. For the next two hours the girls ran the defense plays until they could run to their spot without having to think about it.

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