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Quinn fell back on the bed beside a girl (Megan? Or was it Melissa?), panting and sweaty.

The girl then turned to the side to look at Quinn, "That was amazing," She said breathlessly, running a teasing finger up and down Quinn's abs.

Quinn gently removed the girls hand from her before sitting up, "Yep," She answered before standing up and gathering her clothes.

"Are you sure you can't stay?" The girl asked, sitting up to watch Quinn, admiring the blonde's toned body.

"I really should get back to the hotel, my friends worry," Quinn answered as she was buttoning her jeans.

The girl stood up as Quinn was putting her shirt on, grabbing a piece of paper and writing something on it before going to stand in front of Quinn.

"Well, if you want to do this again sometime, here's my number," The girl said, grabbing Quinn's face and passionately kissing her.

Rachel was skipping down the street, excitedly humming as she walked to her destination. She was on her way to see Wicked. Her manager got her an audition for the role of Elphaba since the current actress who's playing the role is stepping down. So now, she is going to watch the show to see who she's replacing (I'm confident I will get that part). Her apartment is kind of far away from Broadway but she had so much energy today for some unknown reason that she simply decided to walk.

As she was rounding the corner, she saw a blonde get out of an apartment with her phone on her ear. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was Quinn.

"Yeah, I'm on my way back," Rachel heard Quinn say to the phone. And when she was near enough that Quinn finally saw her, she gave a little wave. "On second thought, I think I'll be a while. Later, Santana," Quinn said, abruptly ending the call. "Hey, Ms. Rachel Berry, what are you doing out?" Quinn asked charmingly.

"I'm just on my way to see a show," Rachel answered as Quinn fell into step beside her.

"Alone?" Quinn questioned with a frown that Rachel really shouldn't find cute.

"Well, Kurt was supposed to come with me but he has a date tonight with some boy he met," Rachel answered, pouting a little, then when she turned to look at Quinn, she brightened up, "Would you like to go with me? I have an extra ticket" She asked excitedly.

Quinn mock gasped "Are you asking me on a date?" She asked, feigning excitement.

"No" Rachel slapped Quinn's arm with a giggle, "But, please. It'll be fun."

"I don't know, I don't like the idea of spending too much time with an abuser" Quinn joked, rubbing a hand on the arm Rachel slapped.

Rachel gaped at her and hit Quinn on the arm again before walking ahead of the blonde.

Quinn easily caught up to Rachel and started walking beside her again, looking at the brunette, she saw an adorable pout that made her giggle again. "You know I was joking, right?" She questioned but didn't get an answer. "I would love to watch the show with you," Quinn said sincerely, which made Rachel look at the blonde.

"Really now?"

"Yeah, you're really fun to hang with," Quinn answered, smiling cheekily at Rachel.

Rachel smiled back and led Quinn down the street.

"You know, I always thought I would be the one to ask you out," Quinn muttered jokingly after a few moments of silence.

"Oh, shut up. This is not a date." Rachel answered with a giggle.

"I think it is," Quinn said after a while, "a date, that is," She added after seeing Rachel's confused look.

"Nope,"

"Date"

"Not"

"Date"

"Not a date"

Brittany smiled as Santana sat beside her on the couch, after ordering pizza from room service.

"So…" Brittany said as Santana leaned her head on her shoulder.

"So" Santana said, turning to face Brittany briefly to give her a chaste kiss as she surfed for channels.

"So…" Brittany said, sucking on Santana's neck. "Since Quinn's parents are on a date and Quinn would be 'a while'…"

Santana grinned and finally gave up channel surfing to face Brittany and started kissing her passionately. Brittany let out a moan as Santana began massaging her breasts.

Brittany growled impatiently as she pushed Santana on her back and straddled the Latina. She then removed her shirt before leaning down to kiss Santana again.

Knock. Knock.

"And that would be the room service." Santana muttered under her breath as Brittany groaned and dropped her head on Santana's shoulder.

"That was amazing," Quinn said as she walked alongside Rachel back to the brunette's apartment.

"Yeah, it really was," Rachel agreed, unconsciously holding onto Quinn's arm as they crossed the road, "It's gonna be hard to match that girl…"

Quinn didn't even bother to remove Rachel's hold on her, it felt… nice and natural and warm. "Don't be like that, I'm sure you'll be great up there," She said.

Rachel simply hummed a response, smiling at the blonde's sincere words. They walked in silence the whole way back, both of them simply enjoying the ease and comfort that each other gave.

"So, we're here…" Rachel said, slowly stopping but not removing her hold on Quinn.

"Yeah…" Quinn replied awkwardly, using her free hand to scratch at the back of her neck. "I guess I should.." Quinn gestured at the empty space in front of them before removing Rachel's hand from her.

"Would you like to go up?" Rachel asked abruptly, a tinge of desperation in her voice, "For coffee? It's cold and I made you walk all the way here," She rambled, knowing her excuse was unreasonable since it was the summer.

Quinn chuckled as she got near Rachel again, "I don't drink coffee…" She said, "But I would love some hot chocolate." She stated with a charming smile.

Santana came with Brittany's name on her lips. The blonde kissed all the way up Santana's body to kiss her passionately.

"That was amazing, babe, just give me a moment," Santana said, taking deep breaths in.

Brittany giggled as she snuggled closer to Santana.

"Santana, what are we?" Brittany questioned innocently.

"So, you mean to tell me, this isn't real chocolate?" Quinn questioned with a laugh. She was sitting really close next to Rachel on their spacious couch.

"Nope… It's vegan chocolate," Rachel answered, smiling adorably at Quinn.

"Okay, okay… I think you're lying." Quinn said with a mock glare directed at Rachel.

"Think whatever you want, Fabray, that's not gonna change the fact that that is not real chocolate." Rachel answered, giggling.

Quinn huffed jokingly but continued drinking the chocolate anyway.

Rachel smiled as she positioned herself to face Quinn while Quinn did the same, albeit a little more cautiously.

"So, what were you really doing out there when I saw you?" Rachel asked slowly, afraid that Quinn would close herself off.

"Does it matter?" Quinn answered, drinking from her mug.

"What do you mean, Britt?" Santana asked curiously as she turned to face Brittany.

"Are we dating?" Brittany asked a little desperately.

Santana froze as the words registered in her mind.

"San?" Brittany called, her voice sounding smaller than Santana's ever heard.

"Well, I guess not," Rachel said, her gaze going from her own mug to Quinn's eyes. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw all the emotions swirling from those pools of hazels.

Quinn started leaning in and Rachel wasn't pulling away.

"I'm sleeping on Quinn's bed tonight," Santana finally answered, standing up and facing away from Brittany as she went to gather her clothes.

"Santana!" Brittany shouted, frustrated at her… friend.

Santana flinched; she's never heard Brittany sound like that before.

Their lips finally met and Rachel was addicted. The kiss became more heated as tongues came into play.

Rachel straddled Quinn; she needed to feel more of Quinn, get closer to Quinn. Quinn's hands automatically went to Rachel's hips.

And that's when Rachel felt it.

"Um.. Quinn, what is that?"Rachel asked, grinding down on the hard appendage Quinn was sporting.

"I can't keep doing this with you, Santana!"Brittany continued, "It hurts too much…" She whispered brokenly.

Santana simply stood there, terrified.

She was hurting Brittany.

Hurting Brittany.

Brittany.

"Um, that's my… my…" Quinn struggled to say, "You know what, I gotta go… It's late." She said lamely, gently extricating herself from Rachel.

"But, Quinn…"

"Thanks for the chocolate." Quinn said as she ran outside of the apartment.

A/N: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews from the previous chapter. Sorry for the very long wait, I just couldn't find the time to continue this. I'm studying in a quarterm system school, so... Anyway, I was thinking of rewriting this whole story since I felt like I rushed into some chapters or something. What do you guys think? And would someone like to help me with that?