Author's Note: So this idea was formed when I saw a vid on youtube of Lea Michele singing "I Love Rock n' Roll" and it kinda got stuck in my head. Don't know if it's any good, but if you want I'll keep posting more, I have a lot of it written...

Chapter 1

Quinn Fabray swallowed the last of her drink and turned toward the door of the bar in need of some fresh air. She had just made her way through the crowd into an opening that lead toward the door when the name Rachel Berry rang out over the bar's sound system. Quinn turned and her breath caught in her throat as she watched Rachel take a long pull off of her beer before setting it on the ground in front of her and smiled when the brunette announced to the entire establishment that she was old enough to drink. Quinn sucked in a breath as the song started and in those first few moments Quinn could not even recognize the name of the song that was falling from Rachel's lips. Rachel's voice was lower and as imperfect as Quinn had ever heard and she was mesmerized by how sexy the woman sounded and looked. Rachel Berry had grown up.

Rachel's small frame had lost all traces of the baby fat that she had carried in high school and her short skirts had been replaced with the sexiest fitting pair of worn jeans that Quinn had ever seen. The sweaters had been replaced with a simple black sleeveless button down whose sides were cut short so that they revealed tiny patches of Rachel's perfectly tanned smooth skin. Quinn's fingers suddenly ached to touch that bare skin that was tastefully revealed at the brunette's hips as she swayed to the music. The commotion around her faded away as Quinn became caught up in the woman on the stage and her mouth went dry as Rachel sang the words "So we can be alone…" And when the song was over Quinn turned toward the bar in desperate need of some refreshment as her eyes caught sight of the ink that became visible on Rachel's lower back as she exited the stage.

Quinn paid the bartender and tipped back her own beer and let half of the bottle wash into her mouth before she stopped drinking and felt some of the blood drain from her face. "That was kinda hot." Quinn's mind was interrupted from the confusion over her reaction to Rachel Berry by the voice of her…well Quinn didn't really know what she was, but judging from the look on Lacey's face her girlfriend (for lack of a better term) was expecting Quinn to go home with her tonight and at the beginning of the night Quinn had fully intended on following through with that expectation. But now she was…distracted (by Rachel Berry no less), and as much as she refused to label or at times acknowledge her relationship with Lacey, she would feel guilty about going home with her when she was all worked up over another woman. Quinn sighed, downed the rest of her drink and reluctantly took Lacey's hand as they followed their friends toward the door, dreading the argument that she knew was going to take place out on the sidewalk of all places. Lacey was not shy about showing that she was upset and for a moment Quinn forgot about Rachel Berry and how much she wanted to search the bar until she found her and concentrated on a way to make it seem like Lacey's idea for Quinn to go home to her own apartment. It was only when they were out on the sidewalk that she realized she had left her Jacket on the bar when she had went back for another drink after Rachel had sang. "I left my jacket inside." She said, pulling her hand away and trying to ignore the freedom she felt when Lacey dropped her hand. They had just hailed a cab and Quinn nodded toward the hideously yellow car. "Go on, share with them, I'll get another one and meet you back at your place." She smiled at Lacey and kissed her before closing the door and heading back inside…

Rachel Berry felt eyes on her. And no she didn't mean the eyes of the entire audience. She felt specific eyes on her. Just because she was tipsy didn't mean that her sixth sense wasn't working, and the entire time that she had been singing she could feel someone watching her. She looked around as she exited the stage hoping to find them (the eyes), but she was interrupted by her favorite co star and best friend shouting her name "Rachel! Rachel! Over here!" She smiled widely at him and made her way over to her friends. "You rocked, Babe." He said as he hugged her, grinning when she kissed him. "And in honor of you being a total rock star, we need another round." Rachel grinned back at the look he gave her and shook her head as she made her way toward the bar.

Rachel returned all of the smiles and high fives as she made her way across the room and gave the bartender their order and told him to put it on her tab. He smiled and went about getting her drinks as she propped herself on the edge of a bar stool, frowning when her foot got caught in something. Rachel looked down at her feet and found a black leather jacket tangled up with her boot, she reached down to grab it and noticed the express label inside the collar. It was a pretty expensive jacket to lose and Rachel looked around the trying to identify anyone in the immediate vicinity who could claim the jacket. "Here ya go sweetheart." Rachel smiled at the bartender and held the jacket out to him. When she explained that she had found it he shrugged her over to a spot at the end of the bar and told her that he would hand it over if and when the owner came back for it. Rachel tucked the jacket away inhaling the fragrance that came off of it as she shook it out and folded it up and made her way back to her table dropping off her drinks before heading to the bathroom.

Rachel exited the bathroom stall appalled at having to use a public restroom unaware that there was anyone else in the bathroom with her as she used the sink and checked her makeup. She only became aware of another occupant when she noticed that a blonde had sidled up next to her and was staring intently at her via her reflection in the mirror. Rachel looked up to meet the hazel eyes that stared back at her and when her brain caught up to them her mouth dropped unceremoniously, and she was speechless. She watched as the corners of Quinn Fabray's mouth turned up into an amused smile, "So happy to see me that your speechless, huh Berry?" And in the three seconds it took Rachel to register that the blonde had spoken she was immediately transformed back into her fifteen year old self and went into self protection mode. Rachel squeezed her eyes shut and looked away from the blonde her muscles automatically tensed to receive the invisible slushie in Quinn's hand. For her part Quinn had the grace to look ashamed and apologetic, but not before taking the opportunity to run her gaze up and down Rachel's small form. As amazing as Rachel had looked up on the stage Quinn had to steady herself against the sink now that the girl was a mere foot away from her.

Rachel paused when she realized that she was still dry and then turned back toward her old nemesis embarrassment present on her smooth features. "Sor-" They both started speaking at the same time and Rachel took the awkward silence that followed to look the taller girl up and down. Rachel sighed, Quinn was still beautiful and she still felt inadequate standing next to her. Rachel smiled tentatively as her gaze reached Hazel eyes, "Hello Quinn. I apologize for not being able to speak, I was momentarily caught in surprise at seeing you there."

Quinn smiled back as Rachel recovered and was about to answer her when her phone broke the silence. She sighed and picked up the phone, she knew that Lacey would only keep calling her until she picked up. Quinn shot Rachel an apologetic look before turning from their conversation or non conversation to answer the phone. Rachel listened as Quinn told the caller that she was searching for her missing jacket and was in the bathroom. Rachel didn't really understand the feeling of happiness that flooded through her when she realized that she could help the blonde girl get her jacket back. She watched as Quinn hung up the phone and turned back toward her. "I know where your jacket is."

"You do?" Rachel tingled as Quinn's face lit up. "Black leather express?" Quinn nodded. "I left it with the bartender." Rachel motioned for Quinn to follow her and they made their way back toward the bar and Quinn's phone started to ring again. "If you have somewhere to be why don't we meet at the door. I'll bring it over." Rachel shouted over the music and then made her way through the crowd saying hi and hugging people as she left Quinn standing there. The blond marveled for a moment at the way Rachel worked the crowd and then made her way to the door to wait for her.

Rachel impatiently made her way through the crowd stopping to say hello to everyone who addressed her, not wanting to be rude to any potential fans. When she got to the bar the bartender came right back over and she asked him for a pen and told him that she had found the owner of the leather jacket he smiled, and produced the pen and even though she had been thinking about it for her entire walk to the bar she suddenly felt nervous as she grabbed a napkin off of the bartop and scrawled a message onto it before tucking it into the pocket of Quinn Fabray's jacket…