A/N: Seventh fanfic for Faberry week 2013!

Theme: Roommates

Title: Just Let Go

Rating: M

Enjoy :)

"Rachel! Wake up!" Kurt called from behind the door, tapping his knuckle on it multiple times. "Come on our new roommates will be here in an hour!"

"Alright!" Rachel called from her bed.

"Are you decent?" Kurt asked.

"Yes." Rachel called back. Kurt came in immediately.

"Okay. So Blaine went out to get some snacks. We could use them while we sat around and got to know each other. They'll be here in an hour so we'll show them around and let them get settled and then maybe I thought we could-" Kurt began rambling.

"Kurt! Stop! You're going to scare them off." Rachel waved him off, throwing the sheets off of her and getting out of bed.

"I just want to be homey!" he said.

"I know, and you'll do a very good job of that like you always do, but we'll be living with these girls, we'll have more than enough time to get to know them." Rachel said.

"I'm sorry, I'm just nervous, I've never lived with anyone I don't know before." Kurt said. "I mean even you've had some practice with your roommate at the beginning of NYADA."

"I know, listen it'll be okay, just…I don't let me do the talking and then come in when you feel comfortable enough." Rachel offered.

"Yes because you've just been a bubbly bundle of joy recently." Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Rachel asked.

"I'm just saying, ever since that break up with Brody, you've kind of been…I don't know…mopey." Kurt said with his puppy pout.

"I'm fine. Look I just need a distraction okay? I'll focus more on my school work and-"

"What you need, is to get some." Kurt corrected. Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous, you know I only do that sort of thing when I'm in a committed relationship." Rachel argued.

"Sweetie, you were with Brody for a month when-"

"I had just broken up with Finn okay?! Can we stop talking about my failed love life." Rachel requested.

"I hardly doubt two break ups renders a love life failed. You're young! You'll find someone! I'm sure of it." Kurt reassured.

"Thank you. Now can we move on? I need to get ready before the new roommates come in." Rachel switched the subject immediately, opening a drawer and looking through it for a shirt.

"Okay." Kurt relented. "Oh, by the way, the landlord told me that it's going to be three people, not two."

"But we only have two bedrooms." Rachel said, slightly confused.

"Yeah apparently two of them are in a relationship." Kurt shrugged.

"Great, more couples to hang around." Rachel muttered under her breath.

"You'll be fine sweetie." Kurt said, standing up and planting a kiss on the top of her head. He walked out of the room to let her finish getting ready while he cleared away a few things.

An hour later the three of them were in the kitchen making coffee and putting away the groceries Blaine had bought when there was a knock at the front door. Kurt looked at Rachel and they both gulped audibly. Rachel took a deep breath and went to the front door, opening it. Her breath hitched when she saw who was standing behind the door. She knew there were three people standing there, but the first person she saw was a gorgeous blonde with hazel eyes that had Rachel hooked for an extra second longer.

"Uh…hi." She was able to stutter out with a smile. "You guys must be our new roommates."

"Yeah." The blonde standing in front of her said with a smile. Rachel beamed at her.

"Come on in." She said, moving away from the door to let them in. The blonde entered followed by a taller blonde and a brunette. The first blonde smiled at Kurt and Blaine who had left the kitchen to greet them. The two boys smiled back, Blaine with his usual warm grin and Kurt with a nervous smile. Rachel looked at him before turning back around and continuing with what she had planned in her mind.

"It's nice to meet you." She said holding out a hand to the blonde. "I'm Rachel and these are my, well, our, other two roommates. Kurt and his boyfriend, Blaine."

The blonde's smile widened at her and she took her hand in hers.

"Likewise, I'm Quinn, and these are my best friends, Brittany and Santana, who are coincidentally also dating." She explained. Rachel nodded at her with a smile in understanding. She looked at the two girls behind Quinn, Brittany waved at her with a smile while Santana just seemed to stare blankly at her.

"You're really short, are you like a hobbit or something." Santana said bluntly and Quinn's eyes went a little wide.

"San, be nice, I'm sure it's just cause she's part leprechaun, they're really awesome." Brittany said as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Rachel couldn't help but smile at her even though she was thoroughly confused. Quinn looked back and shot Santana a glare before turning back to Rachel with a smile.

"I am so sorry about that. Ignore them, Brittany means well, Santana's a total bitch. I promise you it's nothing personal, it's just who she is." She said with a shrug.

"Hey don't apologize for me!" Santana snapped. Quinn turned around fully and gave the Latina a death glare. She grabbed her arms and pulled her off to the side before muttering through her teeth.

"Will you knock it off? I'd like to get passed the first day without these people hating us!" she hissed.

"Oh please, you just like that short one and you wanna tap that." She said, getting Quinn to roll her eyes. "Don't sass me puta, I see that look in your eyes, I know what I'm talking about!"

"She's cute, do you think we could make a good impression? Please?" Quinn demanded with her glare still intact.

"Fine, I'll be nice." Santana said with an eye roll. Quinn raised an eyebrow at her in challenge. "I mean it!"

"You better!" Quinn said, pointing a finger at the Latina.

"I do!" Santana insisted. Quinn huffed out a breath and nodded, they turned and went back to where the rest of them had migrated in the living room. Kurt and Rachel were sitting next to Brittany on the couch while Blaine sat in one of the arm chairs. Santana took the second one while Quinn went straight to perch herself on the couch's arm next to Rachel.

"Everything okay?" the short brunette asked her with a smile.

"Yeah, every thing's fine." Quinn nodded with a grin, picking up a little bit on what Brittany was saying to Kurt about her cat back home.

"He used to read my diary all the time." Brittany pouted. Santana smiled at her when she realized what she was talking about.

"Why didn't you just get one of those diaries with a lock and hid the key?" Kurt suggested easily. Brittany's eye went wide.

"Oh my God, that would have totally worked! Lord Tubbington always hated keys!" Brittany said in realization. Santana chuckled and was thankful for Kurt never mentioning the fact that a cat could never read a diary.

"So, why don't we show you guys your rooms? I'm sure you want to get settled as soon as possible." Rachel suggested.

"That'd be great." Quinn agreed. Rachel got onto her feet, followed by everyone else. Kurt put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Go show Quinn her room, we'll take Britt and Santana." Kurt organized. He smiled at the Latina and nodded his head towards the bedrooms. "This way ladies!"

Brittany and Santana grabbed their bags and followed the two boys out of the room. Rachel smiled at Quinn and gestured for her to follow her to the other bedroom. Quinn smiled and reached down to grab her bag the same time Rachel did.

"Oh, please let me." Rachel said politely.

"That's okay it's kind of heavy." Quinn said, but the brunette already had a hold of the handle, she grabbed the bag and lifted it easily.

"It's not that heavy." Rachel said with a shake of her head.

"You must work out a lot." Quinn said.

"Well I do have to keep my body fit for my dance class, lest I fall to the terror that is my dance teacher!" Rachel said. Quinn giggled at how the girl widened her eyes comically.

"So what college do you go to?" Quinn asked.

"NYADA." Rachel answered easily, opening the door to the bedroom next to hers and leading Quinn in.

"Oh that's so cool, what's your major?" Quinn asked.

"Performing Arts." Rachel responded with a smile at the blonde's reaction.

"Let me guess, on the road to Broadway?" Quinn asked.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Rachel asked.

"Well, when you opened the door I thought I warped back in time and ended up at a young Barbra Streisand's apartment." Quinn said with a smile, Rachel ducked her head to hide the blush that the compliment invoked. She looked back up to Quinn with a beaming smile. "Though I think the tip off was the glimpse of the posters I got from the other room."

Quinn gestured with her thumb in the direction of Rachel's room and the other girl giggled.

"Yeah, I'm a bit of a Broadway nut, have been since birth." Rachel shrugged.

"You blushed when I compared you to Barbra, is she like your idol or something?" Quinn noted.

"She's just…I aspire to be her, I've been watching Funny Girl all my life and you know the song Don't Rain On My Parade?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah." Quinn nodded, the tune of the song coming to memory.

"I've been belting it out since I was two years old." Rachel shrugged.

"Wow, I am impressed, I'd love to hear you sing sometime." Quinn said.

"In that case, just sit outside of the bathroom while I'm in the shower." Rachel said. Quinn giggled. "Which reminds me, my bedroom is right next door, if I'm too loud or I lose track of time while singing, just knock on the wall."

"I'll keep that in mind." Quinn nodded, biting her lip. She looked over to the bed which was against the wall that separated her room from Rachel's

"So, where do you go to school?" Rachel asked.

"Oh I go to NYU, so do Brittany and Santana." Quinn said.

"Cool, what's your major?" Rachel asked.

"I'm actually doubling, Photography and English." Quinn said.

"You're a photographer?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"Aspiring actually. And English cause I love to write." Quinn informed. She pulled her backpack off her back and onto her bed. "You wanna see a few pictures?"

"That would be awesome." Rachel said. Quinn smiled and pulled out her laptop and camera. She turned the computer on while Rachel eyes the piece of photography equipment like it was something alien.

"Wow, I've never actually seen one of these up close." She said, pointing to Quinn's DSLR. The blonde smiled at her and picked it up. She stepped behind Rachel and put the safety strap gently around her neck. She turned the camera on.

"Come on, let me show you how to use it!" Quinn said happily. Rachel beamed at the girl's enthusiasm and indulged her.

"Okay." She said. Quinn led her to the window and opened it.

"Okay, so this is how you zoom." She said turning the lens barrel gently. "And you press here to take a picture, hold it if you want multiple ones. You can even get a few effects with these."

Rachel watched as Quinn showed her what she meant by turning a small dial at the top next to the capture button.

"So what should I take a picture of?" Rachel asked, looking around the building's surroundings. Quinn looked down at her and smiled when Rachel looked up.

"Anything you want. Just look around and see what catches your eye." Quinn said. Rachel smiled at her and they were caught looking into each other's eyes for a few seconds, then Rachel lifted the camera up to her face and snapped a picture of the blonde. Quinn blinked when the snap of the camera snapped her out of her thoughts. Rachel lowered the camera and giggled.

"Sorry, it's just…umm…you have really nice eyes." She said, looking at the picture she had just taken. "And the way the light was coming in out of the window, it really brought out those little flecks of gold in them."

Quinn smiled and took the camera in her hands, turning it to see the picture. It was a close up of just her eyes. There was light over her face and her eyes came out evenly, green with little flecks of light brown all over.

"Wow, you're right." Quinn said. She was impressed, she never saw her eyes captured so well before. "This is actually really good."

"Thanks." Rachel said nervously. "Though I'm sure you're better, can I see a few of yours?"

"Sure." Quinn said, remembering the laptop on the bed. She went back to it, typing in her password and waiting for it to start up. She looked over to Rachel who in the mean time was looking out of the window and snapping a few pictures here and there. The brunette felt someone watching her and looked back with a smile. Quinn bit her lip and pulled out her compact camera.

"Don't move." She said. Rachel stayed still as Quinn snapped a quick picture with her compact.

"Was that payback?" Rachel asked with a giggle. Quinn smiled and shook her head.

"You just look really beautiful." Quinn blurted out. Her eyes widened when she realized what she had said. "Umm…sorry, I tend to be a bit too forward in my compliments, curse of a photographer."

"It's okay. I like it when people don't hold back." Rachel admitted. "I uh…I don't get many compliments, so I can't help but enjoy it when I do."

"Really? Cause, if I ever saw a girl as beautiful as you I think I'd let her know the second I saw her." Quinn said softly. Rachel blushed and looked back out the window, but her heart swelled. She knew she'd enjoy having Quinn as a roommate. "Hey?"

"Yeah?" Rachel said, finally looking back at the blonde. Quinn turned her laptop towards her. Rachel leaned over to look at the picture that filled up Quinn's laptop screen. It was a picture of snowy New York with blurs of people ice-skating and walking by a tall building as the snow fells easily over the whole scene.

"Wow." Rachel said in awe. "That's amazing."

"Umm, thanks." Quinn said with a slight blush.

"So are you from New York?" Rachel asked.

"Uh no, it's my first year here, but we came here a week before Christmas so that I'd get to see it. It was mostly so my parents would convince me that it sucks so that I'd go to Yale instead but I just fell more in love with the city. When I got accepted to both Yale and NYU I chose New York. My dad was pissed, especially since I didn't choose law or business studies or something equally as boring but I just ignored him and followed my heart." Quinn explained with a shrug at the end. Rachel smiled at her but had her eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"That must have been hard on you, not having your parents' support." Rachel said sympathetically. "My dads always supported my dreams for Broadway, no matter how crazy I got about them."

"That's good, wait. Dads? As in plural?" Quinn asked. Rachel looked up at her with a slightly worried expression.

"Uh, yeah." She answered slowly.

"Hey, it's cool. I have no problem with it I was just clarifying." Quinn said, sensing the girl's sudden nerves on the subject. "I mean, I'm gay so…"

"You're gay?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah." Quinn nodded with a smile, then giggled. "So unless you are too it means you're the only straight person in this apartment."

Rachel chuckled and shook her head.

"I like to identify as bi." Rachel said. "Mostly because I know it's not th gender, it's ultimately who you fall in love with…that and women are freaking attractive I just can't deny it."

Quinn giggled again and nodded in agreement.

"I hear you, hey you think we should paint the door in a rainbow pattern?" she asked jokingly, Rachel snorted a laugh and covered her nose with a blush. There was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Quinn called. Rachel couldn't help but smile at how naturally it came out, as if the blonde already felt at home here. The door opened and Kurt appeared behind it.

"Well you two seem to be getting along if the laughter's any indication. What's so funny?" he asked. Rachel turned and beamed at him, then looked back at Quinn who nodded because she just knew what the girl wanted to say.

"Good news, we're still holding our streak of no straight people living in this apartment." Rachel said. Kurt chuckled lightly.

"Good, I can keep the rainbow clock in the kitchen." He said.

"Seriously?" Quinn asked with a giggle.

"Just our little prideful touch." He said with a shrug. He noticed the camera around Rachel's neck. "Where'd you get that?"

"Oh it's Quinn's, she's a photographer." Rachel explained.

"Still studying at NYU." Quinn corrected modestly.

"Look at this amazing picture." Rachel said to the boy, pointing at the laptop screen. He walked further into the room and looked at the laptop screen.

"Oh my goodness." He breathed. "That's amazing, did you take that?"

"Yeah." Quinn nodded, blushing again.

"Wow, you're a natural." He gushed, eyes still fixed at the picture.

"Right?" Rachel went on. Quinn hid her face in her hands and giggled.

"Guys please stop before I start resembling a tomato." She mumbled into her hands.

"Aww." Rachel cooed, sitting down in front of where Quinn was kneeling on the bed. She took the blonde's hands in hers and tried to pry them off the girl's face, but Quinn refused to loosed them. Rachel ducked her head to try and meet her eyes.

"Come out of your shell little turtle." The brunette said softly. Quinn lifted her eyes to look at Rachel through her lashes, hands still covering most of her face.

"What?" she mumbled with a giggle.

"My dads used to say that when I was little and got shy around new people." Rachel shrugged.

"Yes and then her head got so big it never fit in that shell again." Kurt teased. Rachel rolled her eyes and Quinn giggled again.

"That's really cute." She said and Kurt nodded from behind Rachel who just smiled at the blonde, happy to see that her words had gotten her to drop her hands. The brunette turned to Kurt.

"Where's Blaine?" she asked.

"Waiting for Brittany and Santana. She mentioned how she really liked ducks and asked Santana if they could go to the park, but Santana doesn't know the way so Blaine offered to take them." Kurt explained.

"That's really cool of him." Quinn said. Kurt nodded.

"My baby's a sweetheart." He said dreamily. "Anyway I was coming to ask if you guys wanted to join us, we could grab some lunch on the way, have an impromptu picnic."

"That sounds great actually." Quinn said, her eyes lighting up at the idea.

"Yeah let's do it!" Rachel said. Kurt nodded and left the room. Rachel smiled back at Quinn and took the camera off her neck. "I'll leave you to get ready."

"Hey listen, when we get back do you think you could help me get unpacked? I'm not really good with the whole organization thing." Quinn said.

"Sure, no problem." Rachel said with a smile. Quinn smiled back and Rachel left the room to let the blonde get ready.

Everyone got ready in half an hour and they were out of the apartment and down to the subway. They filed onto the the train and Brittany pointed out three empty seats. Santana smiled at her girlfriend as an idea popped into her head. She sat down on one of the seats and pulled Brittany into her lap. Blaine smiled at Kurt mischeviously before doing the same thing. Quinn hadn't even noticed the lack of another seat before sitting down. Rachel stood in front of them holding onto the bar above her which was when Quinn noticed.

"Oh hey, you sit here." Quinn offered.

"No it's okay, I like the stretch. Maybe I'll get taller." Rachel joked to dismiss Quinn's offer. Quinn giggled and eyed her friends, then an idea popped into her mind.

"Hey, come here." Quinn said, signaling for Rachel to move closer.

"Yeah?" Rachel said, thinking Quinn wanted to tell her something. Suddenly there were two arms around her waist and the blonde had pulled her down into her lap. Rachel giggled wildly.

"Comfy?" Quinn asked with a smile.

"Very." Rachel rolled her eyes. "Come on let me up."

"No." Quinn shook her head exaggeratedly. Brittany and Santana giggled as she waved her hair in Rachel's face, causing the brunette to laugh some more.

"Funny, come on." Rachel said, trying to pry Quinn's hands from around her.

"You said you were comfy right?" Quinn said.

"Yes." Rachel said, not sure where the blonde was going with this.

"Then stay." Quinn said with a shrug. Rachel shook her head in exasperation and turned around sideways so that she could look at Quinn properly. "Hi."

"Hi." Rachel responded with a giggle. "Pretty sure no one would believe we just met a little bit ago."

"Well we do live together, not something that would generally happen to people who just met." Quinn reasoned. Rachel nodded, accepting her answer.

"I guess you're right." Rachel nodded. They sat like that for a few minutes before going into a tunnel. Suddenly the train jolted violently, causing Rachel to impulsively wrap her arms around Quinn to stay steady.

"Whoa!" she cried in shock.

"Easy." Quinn said, tightening her hold around the brunette's waist, one hand going up on her back. Being pulled close so much by both their efforts, Rachel's forehead was suddenly rested in Quinn's shoulder. As she pulled back they looked into each other's eyes. They were silent for a minute.

"Hi." Quinn breathed out with a smile.

"Hi." Rachel smiled back. They were both oblivious to the looks they were getting from their friends.

"Hey." Blaine whispered to Kurt, who averted his gaze from the two girls to look at his boyfriend. "Do they remind you of anything?"

"If you're referring to how we met after I had slipped at school, yes." Kurt smiled at the memory. "Do you think this will have the same results?"

"They're still staring at each other's eyes." Blaine said, that was all the answer Kurt needed. He smiled at his boyfriend lovingly and gave him a soft kiss on his lips.

Brittany was watching her best friend with Rachel and just smiled at Santana who was watching them with a raised eyebrow and a barely noticeable smirk on her lips.

"Hey." The dancer whispered in her girlfriend's ear.

"Yeah?" Santana said with a smile.

"They look really cute together huh?" Brittany said. Santana nodded.

"Q totally has the hots for half pint." Santana said.

"We should try and get them together!" Brittany said. Santana smiled at her again.

"Britt baby, you're a genius!" she said, pulling her in for a kiss.

They arrived a few minutes later and walked out of the subway straight to the park.

"I can't see any ducks." Brittany pouted.

"Brittany the ducks are all at the pond over there." Rachel pointed in the direction to the side of them. The pond could be seen in the distance. Brittany gasped.

"Let's go!" she said, grabbing Rachel's hand and pulling her with her as she ran off towards the pond. Rachel squealed lightly and then giggled as she picked up her pace to stop herself from falling over and being dragged towards the pond by the taller blonde. Quinn and Santana giggled at the excited dancer.

"Britt take it easy you'll rip her arm off!" Quinn called after them.

"Baby just look okay? No swimming with the ducks!" Santana warned. The two of them walked leisurly in that direction. "So…you wanna tell me what that was back there?"

"What are you talking about?" Quinn asked.

"That stunt on the train." Santana said.

"I was just being nice." Quinn shrugged.

"Nice? Q, being nice is giving her your seat, that was full on flirting!" Santana said, stopping in her tracks and turning around to face the blonde.

"I did offer her my seat, and she made up this joke about the stretch helping her get taller." Quinn said, giggling at the memory of the diva's words.

"Look at you, you're a total goober around her!" Santana pointed out. "What was that I heard Kurt saying about her using your camera? Q you don't let anyone touch that thing! You nearly bit my head off for even flipping through the pictures on it!"

"She said she never saw a camera like it up close before." Quinn shrugged, as if that justified everything. "I was just being nice and showing it to her properly."

"No Quinn, that's not all you were doing okay. Look I know you, you've got a deeper meaning to everything so when you let her handle that camera you let her handle a part of your life! Just admit it, you like her." Santana shrugged.

"Okay, yes, I like her, but I just met the girl, it's not like I can just up and ask her out." Quinn said.

"Why not?" Santana asked.

"Because I don't even know if she's single!" Quinn said.

"So ask. The first step is getting to know her better!" the Latina finished. "Oh, but if you two do hit it off, make sure to keep it quiet."

"And here I thought we were finally having a civil conversation." Quinn said, turning around and continuing her walk.

"I don't do civil Q. I do real." Santana said, crossing her arms over her chest.

After getting lunch and eating they all headed back to the apartment. Rachel and Quinn were in Quinn's room, helping her unpack while they were talking. Santana walked out of her room to listen in on them when she saw Kurt with his ear to the door.

"Psst." She whispered. He looked up at her. "Are they naked yet?"

He rolled his eyes at her and shook his head, holding a finger up to indicate for her to keep quiet.

"There's music playing, but it's light, I can hear them talking but it's just idle chit chat." He explained. Santana rolled her eyes and pressed her ear to the door beside him.

"So I'm not the only one who definitely thinks they should get it on?" Santana asked. Kurt shook his head.

"They seemed to click the minute they looked into each other's eyes." Kurt said.

"I knew it. Quinn doesn't just let anyone hold her camera." Santana said. Kurt smiled at that little tid bit of information.

Inside the room, Rachel and Quinn were laughing and telling stories about their lives.

"Wait, so you sold so many cupcakes because that guy put pot in them?" Quinn asked. Rachel nodded.

"My friend Puck. And he swore us all to secrecy, especially me, not because he could get in trouble with the school, but because he didn't want his grandmother to find out!" Rachel giggled. Quinn raised her eyebrow in question.

"Wait why especially you?" Quinn asked.

"Oh, well you see I'm Jewish, and so is he, and we actually knew each other pretty well because we went to temple together. His mother wanted him to date a Jewish girl which lead him to me but we actually worked out as really good friends. Anyway I knew his family pretty well, including his grandma, who gave us the recipe for the cupcakes. If she found out she would have killed him!" Rachel explained. Quinn scoffed out a laugh.

"So how long did the bake sale last?" she asked.

"For a week, but we didn't lace them with pot until the third day." Rachel explained.

"So you kept the entire school stoned for three days?" Quinn asked with a loud laugh.

"It's not funny, I nearly ate one." Rachel mock pouted.

"Oh that I would have loved to see!" Quinn exclaimed.

"I don't do well on narcotics, I get loopy just from some cough syrup, it's not pretty." Rachel shook her head.

"I'm suddenly waiting for the next time you get sick." Quinn teased. Rachel just smiled at her and rolled her eyes. She went back to Quinn's bag to get a few more of the girl's shirts which she was helping her organize in a drawer. She lifted a couple of shirts and felt something drop out of her hands and looked closer to see what it was. She saw a black strap and lifted it up to reveal a purple strap on. She gasped silently, staring at the object in shock for a second. It was about nine inches long, not obnoxiously thick though it wasn't exactly slim either. One thing that did stand out was the ribbed design. Rachel gulped audibly and bit her lip as she looked it over. Quinn was looking into her wardrobe and arranging her shoes next to each other at the bottom.

"Hey Rach what shoe size are you? I have a pair here that's a size too small, they're kind of nice, you can have them if you want." She said, not looking out of the wardrobe. The brunette didn't hear her though, so she provided no answer. Quinn began standing up as she looked to the brunette. "Rachel?"

She saw the brunette crouched next to her bag but couldn't see what she was holding up.

"Are you laughing at my 'I said no to drugs but they wouldn't listen' t-shirt?" she asked with a giggle before walking up behind the brunette. Her face turned a dark shade of crimson when she realized what Rachel was holding. "Oh…"

Rachel suddenly registered the fact that Quinn was talking to her. She froze again and felt the blood rush to her cheeks.

"Umm…" she gulped, how the hell were they to recover from this situation. She shut her eyes and paryed for the damned thing in her hands to just go away.

"That uhh…that was a gag gift from Santana." Quinn said. Rachel chuckled lightly, somehow she was not surprised. She dropped the object in question and stood up, turning around to face the blonde, then ducking her head shyly because she still couldn't really look her in the eyes yet.

"I'm sorry about that, I caught sight of the strap and my curiosity got the best of me." Rachel said softly, rubbing the bridge of her nose lightly, using the pressure as a distraction.

"It's okay, I should have hidden it better." Quinn said.

"At least your girlfriend's happy." Rachel said with another light chuckle, trying desperately to transition this situation from awkward to funny.

"I don't have a girlfriend." Quinn said easily.

"Oh…" Rachel trailed off, well that didn't work.

"What about you?" Quinn asked, going back to her wardrobe.

"I recently broke up with my boyfriend, Brody." Rachel said, grabbing the shirts she had in hand a minute ago and walked over to the dresser.

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking that is." Quinn asked, glad for the change of subject.

"Oh, it's quite the story, but the shortened version is really rather simple." Rachel explained.

"So what's the shortened version?" Quinn asked again.

"He was a male hooker." Rachel said bluntly, holding back a chuckle when Quinn's eyes widened comically.

"Whoa, what?!" Quinn exclaimed. Rachel nodded. Quinn opened and closed her mouth several times, not sure what to say.

"According to him, he was doing it to pay his tuition." Rachel shrugged.

"So what did you do when you found out?" Quinn asked.

"I tried to be sarcastic. I asked him out to dinner and then pushed a twenty into his hands and asked him if were enough for one night." Rachel replied. Quinn's jaw hung open.

"Bad. ASS!" Quinn exclaimed with a chuckle.

They were unpacking and talking about their exes and flings for the next hour after that. Quinn was retelling anecdote after anecdote of one guy who kept asking her out even though she told him she was gay every time.

"So wait! He asked you out on a date to pride?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, he said, and I quote 'I want to be supportive of you, so let's go out on a date to lunch and then head over to the parade.'" Quinn quoted.

"And he didn't see the fatal flaw in his plan?" Rachel asked.

"Not even a clue." Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Exactly how did this guy make it to college?" Rachel asked.

"God knows, I'm surprised he made it through Junior high." Quinn said with a giggle. They heard a knock on the front door but knew Kurt and Blaine were in the living room and opened the door, though they didn't hear anyone talking until Kurt knocked on the bedroom door.

"Come in." Quinn said again, as naturally as she did the first time. Kurt opened the door and looked right at the brunette with a sad look on his face.

"Umm, Rachel, there's someone at the door for you." He said carefully. Rachel furrowed her brow at the boy's reaction to their visitor. She frowned in confusion and walked out of the room. Quinn followed her out, suddenly wary of how Kurt was acting. She saw Rachel stiffen when a tall, good looking guy came into sight.

"What are you doing here?" Rachel demanded. Quinn raised her eyebrow at the boy.

"Rachel I just came to apologize for everything. I know what I did sucked but-" Brody began.

"Sucked? What you didn't just suck Brody! You lied to me! And you didn't even stop to think about the repercussions it could have! You could have been arrested! You don't know what kind of women you were meeting with! You could have been kidnapped, killed! You could have caught some awful disease! Worse still you could have caught some awful disease and passed it to me!" Rachel ranted. Brody nodded wildly to show her he agreed with her.

"I know! I know! Look Rachel I'm sorry okay I was desperate and a buddy of mine got me into it! It was stupid, I know. Look I haven't been taking calls for the past two weeks, I told my buddy that I quit! I'm looking for a real job now. I promise I work hard. All I'm asking is for one more chance, please!" Brody pleaded, hands clasped together and knees bent slightly, looking as if he was about to get down on them and beg. Quinn rolled her eyes, the guy just looked pathetic if you asked her.

"No. Brody I'm sorry but you lost your chance when you betrayed me like that. You hid that from me for such a long time and I'm sorry but I just can't forget that." Rachel said, shaking her head and refusing to look the boy in the eyes. She had to hold her resolve. She couldn't cry. Not in front of him.

"Rachel please." He pleaded again.

"She said no." Quinn jumped in, noticing how Rachel's voice had cracked just a little bit. She stepped up next to the brunette with her arms folded over her chest defiantly.

"Who the hell are you?" Brody demanded, miffed that someone else was interrupting something that was meant to be private. Rachel's eyes snapped up at that.

"This is Quinn, she's one of our new roommates." She answered quickly.

"That's nice, look blondie, I appreciate that you're trying to protect Rachel, but this is between us, so maybe you should run along." Brody waved her off.

"Actually, you pulled all of us into this when you brought this argument to our living room. And the only person who'll be running along is you. It's like Rachel already said, you betrayed her, you don't deserve a second chance." Quinn said resolutely.

"What the hell do you know?! If any of these boxes are a sign that means you probably just moved in. It's none of your business so just stay the hell out of it!" Brody yelled, infuriated with the blonde.

"Quinn is my friend. And I will not allow you to speak to her like that. You've said what you've had to say and I gave you my answer, which is final. Get out of my apartment!" Rachel ordered. Brody gave her a sad frown.

"Rachel, come on!" he pleaded again, sounding like a little kid.

"No. Get out and never show your face around this apartment again." Rachel commanded again, crossing her arms over her chest. Brody let out a relenting sigh and nodded, turning around and walking out of the door. Rachel slammed the door behind him, took a deep breath, swallowed at the lump forming in her throat and turned on her heel, walking back into Quinn's room to finish helping the girl unpack. Quinn followed her quickly.

"Rach, are you okay?" she asked, watching as the girl went back to color coding the clothe in her dresser.

"I'm fine Quinn." Rachel said, but the thickness in her revealed otherwise.

"Hey, Rach it's okay, you can let it out you don't have to bottle it all in." Quinn said, putting a gentle hand on the brunette's shoulder from behind, but Rachel just shrugged it off and kept her focus on the blonde's dresser.

"There's nothing to let out, I'm not about to let that lying, cheating, asshole get to me!" Rachel said through gritted teeth.

"That's the thing Rachel, he did get to you, I can see it in your eyes, literally they're bloodshot. Just let it out it's okay." Quinn said again, noticing how desperately Rachel seemed to be holding on to her resolve.

"Quinn stop!" Rachel demanded. "I'm fine. I'm over him. He's throwing his life away, that's up to him. I just wish he didn't drag me down with him. I won't let him!"

Rachel closed the drawer, or rather slammed it shut, and turned around to rest her back on the dresser. She looked into Quinn's eyes and her resolve broke, a sob escaping her lips. Then she just broke down. She slid down onto the floor with her face in her hands as the sobs escaped uncontrollably. Suddenly she was enveloped in a hug.

"Shhh, it's okay, he's gone, he's not coming back." Quinn whispered soothingly in her ear. "It's going to be okay, I promise."

"I t-t-thought I was ov-er him but he j-just keeps coming back and I-i just…I…" Rachel tried to stammer out, but the sobs took over again. "It's not just him. It's my other ex as well. I can't think about him without getting sad, I don't think I'd be able to hold on like that if I were to ever talk to him again. I just hate knowing that I let that person betray me like that."

"If you ask me all your exes are idiots for not knowing what a great girl they had." Quinn said, pulling the girl to let her rest her head on her chest. She rested her chin at the top of Rachel's head. Rachel sobbed for a couple of minutes, taking in Quinn's words during that time, then looked back up at the blonde.

"How can you say something like that though? You don't even know me that much. I'm selfish, arrogant, self centered-"

"Enough. You're sweet, loving, you care about your friends, I mean you protected me out there even though you should have been worried about yourself!" Quinn dismissed the brunette's words. "Rachel you're one of the best girl's I've ever met."

"Then why is it that no one ever wants me and the ones that do always end up hurting me?" Rachel sobbed again.

"I want you." Quinn croaked out, her heart breaking at the brunette's words.

"W-what?" Rachel asked, staring up at Quinn in wonder as if she had just spoken some strange alien language. The blonde looked into her eyes and cupped her cheek, wiping her tears away with her thumb as she offered her a smile. Before she knew it she was leaning in and pressing their lips gently together. Rachel's breath hitched at the contact. When she realized what was happening she kissed the blonde back, deepening the kiss. She tilted her head slightly to the right and brushed her tongue across Quinn's bottom lip. Once the blonde registered the contact she opened her mouth to give her access. Rachel took it, slipping her tongue in gently to meet Quinn's in a soft caress. Quinn moaned at the contact, her hand going to the back of Rachel's head to pull her in closer. They moved at the slow rhythm for a few minutes before there was a knock on the door which they didn't notice and Kurt popped his head in through the door.

"Rachel are you oka-Oh!" he said, snapping them out of their own world. They both looked up at him and blushed deeply. Kurt smirked lightly at them. "I'll uuh…I'll leave you two alone."

He disappeared and closed the door behind him. Rachel ducked her head to hide her blush while Quinn cleared her throat to try and ease some of the tension that suddenly filled the room.

"Umm, sorry, I just…act on impulse sometimes." Quinn explained gently. Rachel looked up at her and smiled.

"It's okay. You didn't hear me arguing did you?" Rachel said with a shrug. This time it was Quinn's turn to duck her head. She stood up and reached down for Rachel's hands. The brunette obliged and Quinn helped her back into a standing position and cleared her throat.

"So, what do you think we should do next?" Quinn said, gesturing to the dresser and wardrobe. Rachel didn't notice however and stepped back into Quinn's personal space, cupped the back of the blonde's neck and pressed their lips together briefly before pulling back.

"This." She whispered before mashing their lips together again and pushing her tongue in between Quinn's slightly parted lips, prompting the girl to open her mouth further and let the brunette explore her mouth. Rachel wrapped both arms around Quinn's neck as she caressed the roof of her mouth with her tongue. Quinn moaned into the kiss and placed her hands at Rachel's waist, pulling their hips together. They both moaned at the delicious friction, fighting the urge to grind against each other feverishly. Rachel stepped forward, causing Quinn to step back in time with her, knowing full well that the bed was behind them. She let her hands wander down to the blonde's lower back, playing with the hem of her shirt. In a few short steps the back of Quinn's knees met the mattress and she sat down, pulling Rachel with her, prompting the other girl to straddle her. Rachel slipped her hands under the blonde's shirt and felt at the soft skin underneath it. Quinn moaned at the feeling of Rachel's hands on her and pulled back slightly, nodding to Rachel to indicate it was alright for her to take the garment off. Rachel indulged her, grabbing the hem of the shirt and slipping it off of her easily, tossing it behind her without even looking where it landed. She looked down at Quinn's bare torso and bit her lip at the sight of the blonde's toned abs. She leaned back in and kissed the blonde again, easily moving from her lips to her jaw and making her way down to her neck. Quinn wasted no time in ridding the other girl of her shirt as well, throwing it in God knows which direction of the bedroom as her hands roamed and chills ran down her spine at the feeling of the brunette's lips on her neck, kissing, nipping and sucking at random spots. Rachel lifted her lips up slowly to a spot beneath the blonde's ear which elicited a louder moan from her. The brunette smirked, knowing she had found one of Quinn's soft spots. She licked and nipped at the spot while the blonde bit her lip to try and stifle a few of her moans. Rachel pulled back to look at the girl with a smile. Quinn smiled back and attacked the brunette's neck mercilessly, making Rachel moan in turn.

"Oh God, Quinn." She breathed out, gasping when Quinn bit down gently on her pulse point.

"My name has never sounded so good." The blonde muttered out before resuming her ministrations. Rachel lifted her hands up to run through the short, choppy blonde hair.

"Keep it up and you'll-oh, God-You'll be hearing it a lot more and a lot louder." Rachel said, making Quinn moan at the thought.

"You better be a girl of your word, Rach." Quinn said, suddenly flipping the girl down on her back, her head hitting the pillow. She fiddled with the button and zipper of Rachel's jeans for a second before slipping her hands under them and pushing them down her long, tan legs. Rachel kicked them off the last bit of the way down and Quinn shoved them off the bed as she peppered kisses all over the diva's neck, collarbone and right above her breast. Rachel reached down for Quinn's jeans as well, unfastening the button and zipper and pulling them down as far as she could. Quinn stood quickly from her sitting position and pushed them off, kicking them away and kneeling in between Rachel's legs. Rachel wrapped her arms around Quinn's back and pulled her onto her lips once again, one hand going up to the back of her bra and undoing the clasp while the other one traveled south to grope at the blonde's ass. Quinn pulled away slightly to slip the offending article off and flick it away. Her hands went to Rachel's neck and pulled her in while the brunette slipped her fingers slightly under the elastic waistband of Quinn's panties, pushing them off slowly. Quinn slipped Rachel's bra straps off her shoulders and slipped her hands underneath her, finding the clasp and unhooking it before snatching the bra off of Rachel's chest and pulling it off of her, her mouth suddenly salivating at the sight of the brunette's breasts. She leaned down and captured a dusky nipple in her mouth, suckling and licking and the hardening bud.

"Oh God!" Rachel gasped out lightly. She grabbed Quinn's panties fully now and pulled them down. The blonde helped her by kicking them off without breaking contact with Rachel's breasts, her left hand kneading one while her mouth worked on the other. Her right hand slid down to the brunette's panties and rubbed tentatively at her wetness, eliciting a whimper from Rachel. "Off. Take them off."

Quinn released her nipple with a pop and pulled back, grabbing the girl's soaking panties and slipping them off, tossing them away and going back to her breasts, her hand making their way down her thighs and back up teasingly.

"Quinn…Quinn wait!" Rachel said, pushing the girl back up lightly to look at her.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Quinn asked, suddenly concerned. Rachel shook her head. And reached down to Quinn's bag which was still next to the bed. She shuffled around until she found what she wanted and lifted it up to answer Quinn's questioning look. Quinn gulped as the strap on came into view. She eyed Rachel carefully.

"Are you sure?" she asked softly. Rachel nodded firmly and Quinn nodded again in response. She took the strap on in her hands and put it on, moaning lightly as the clit insert came into contact with the sensitive bundle of nerves. She re-assumed her position between Rachel's legs, causing the girl to spread them wider. She licked her lips as the brunette's hot center came into view. She ran her fingers through the slick folds. "Shit you're wet."

Rachel moaned at her words and actions simultaneously. "God that feels good."

Quinn smirked and leaned down, slipping her tongue in between the folds and immediately finding the brunette's hard clit. She flicked it a few times before taking it into her mouth and sucking on it feverishly.

"Oh God!" Rachel moaned louder, bucking her hips and arching her back in pleasure. Quinn kept sucking, licking and flicking at the hard nub, listening to Rachel's moans and being careful of her actions. After a few minutes, Rachel's back was arched off the bed and her hands were gripping the sheets to stop herself from grabbing the back of Quinn's head and pushing her in further. With one last long lick Quinn pulled away from her and grinned at her smugly.

"No no please don't stop!" Rachel pleaded desperately. Quinn came back up to her level and pressed their lips together, pushing her tongue past the brunette's lips. Rachel moaned when she tasted herself on Quinn's tongue which only resulted in more shocks of arousal being sent down to her already throbbing core. Quinn fought another smug smirk as she felt Rachel writhing, trying desperately to gain some sort of contact. The blonde brought herself closer to her, running the tip through the brunette's folds, making Rachel moan at the contact and nearly beg for more. Quinn slipped her fingers down to her entrance and gathered up as much of her wetness as she could, rubbing her hand up and down the silicone shaft until it was slick. She lined herself up with Rachel's entrance and looked back up at the diva.

"Ready?" she asked. Rachel gulped slightly and nodded. Quinn pushed in slowly, listening intently to Rachel's moans so see if there were any signs of pain or discomfort. The brunette moaned at the initial feeling of being filled, but moaned again, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, when she felt the ribbed design of the strap on start to effect her. Once Quinn was all the way in she gave Rachel some time to adjust, eying her facial expression carefully.

"You okay?" she asked softly. Rachel nodded, here eyes still closed at the feeling of being so full. Quinn pulled out halfway before sliding back in gently, eliciting yet another moan from the brunette who lifted her hands to Quinn's shoulders.

"Faster." She whimpered. Quinn obliged, picking up her pace slightly. Using Rachel's moans as signals, she began increasing speed gradually until they were going at a rapid pace and their moans were probably audible from the living room, but neither girl cared, lost in their own world of pleasure as they held onto each other for dear life. Quinn started twisting her hips, looking to hit the right spot inside of Rachel to make her go wild.

"Oh God! Right there!" the brunette moaned out loudly, digging her nails into Quinn's shoulders. Quinn increased her pace once her target was found and worked on toppling Rachel over the edge.

"Oh God Quinn! Harder!" Rachel screamed in pleasure. Quinn thrust deeply into Rachel over and over again, slipping her thumb over the girl's clit and rubbing tight circles on it. Suddenly she felt Rachel's walls clamp down on the silicone shaft and tug at it, causing the clit insert to jerk on her own nub and pushing her closer to her own edge.

"Oh God, Quinn I'm coming!" Rachel cried out in ecstasy, grabbing on tighter to the blonde.

"Let go baby! I'm right there with you!" Quinn said, thrusting as hard as possible into her. They both toppled over the edge in a mess of thrusts, moans and screams of each other's name.

Kurt and Blaine sat on the couch, the TV volume turned up to try and block out the sudden repetitive moaning coming from Quinn's bedroom. Brittany and Santana walked out of their bedroom to join them.

"Hey, is everything okay, we heard yelling earlier, what happened?" Brittany asked.

"Rachel's ex came to beg her to take him back. It didn't end well and Quinn was comforting her in her room." Kurt explained easily.

"Oh my God is she going to be okay?" Brittany asked. Suddenly a scream overlapped even the loud TV sounds.

"Oh God Quinn! Harder!"

Blaine fought a smile and looked at the blonde sitting beside him.

"Trust me Britt, I think Rachel's going to be just fine."

A/N: There you go guys! Hope you enjoyed Faberry week as much as I have! sorry for the late post on this one, I spent all night rwiting it to make up for the nap I took :P

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