So, it's taken a few days for this update, and I'm not entirely happy with it, but that may just be me. If there is anything you'd like to see happen please feel free to tell me and I'll see if it can be worked in. I'm taking the SAT's this Saturday so it may be a bit before I update again, but I hope you all stick with me. The response to this story has been one I never expected and I am so grateful for it. I hope you enjoy this chapter and review! :)

Quickly, but gently Rachel pushed Quinn off her lap. Of course someone would show up and ruin their moment. "Coach Sylvester. What brings you out here on this lovely day? The weather is quite nice, is it not?"

"What are you two doing out here? You should be in class not participating in your perverted little fantasies. Is that greasy haired goblin and his pet imp rubbing off on you?" Sue shuddered at the thought.

"No, of course not. We were merely sharing our feelings. Getting past old rivalries and the like." Rachel smirked at the look on Quinn's face. No one talks to Sue Sylvester like they're human. If only she knew.

"Why is your hair all wet? Get doused in another one of those disgusting drinks?" Sue asked.

Quinn's brow furrowed. There was no direct insult towards Rachel. No yelling, aside from when she first found them. She was confused. "I'm sorry Coach Sylvester, but what do you care?"

Rachel squeezed Quinn's hand. "It's okay Quinn. I can handle this. No, I did not get another slushie facial. Jesse and his band of vocal adrenaline thugs egged me. I, understandably, showered."

Sue crossed her arms, her mouth flattened into a hard line, and her jaw clenched. Quinn was sure she was about to burst a gasket for Rachel using the locker room. It seemed inevitable. "I warned you about that little jackass!" Wait. What? "I told you he was up to no good. "

"Can't we talk about this later?" Rachel whined. She wasn't in the mood. She wanted to be kissing Quinn.

"No we most certainly cannot! You know how much I love revenge, and no one messes with my niece and gets away with it!" Sue's scowl deepened.

"Wait. What? Niece? What the hell is going on here?" This had to be some kind of joke. There was no way Rachel Berry was Sue Sylvester's niece. Though, it would make sense. They were both tenacious, bossy, overbearing, and scheming.

Rachel sighed. Perfect. "Well I was going to wait to tell you, but I guess the cat is out of the bag so to speak. Sue is my aunt. When my daddy told my grandmother he fell in love with my dad she kicked him out, and Sue took him in. Her Nazi hunting parents were always gone so it was just them and my aunt Jean."

"Expect an apology from that little punk and that woman. They'll both be hearing from me soon. And get to class!" Sue yelled before storming off.

"Why didn't you tell anyone?" Quinn asked.. "You could have ruled McKinley."

Rachel shrugged. "There is a lot you do not know about me Quinn. No one has ever bothered to take an interest in me. I didn't say anything for precisely that reason. I want to be liked for who I am, not feared for who I'm related to."

"You're a lot stronger than most people give you credit for. A lot stronger than I could ever be. Wait. If Sue is your aunt then why is she always trying to destroy the Glee club?"

"Well, sometimes Mr. Schue is being an idiot and when I try to fix it he won't listen." Rachel shrugged. " So she does crazy things to get him back on track."

"Sue Sylvester is one of the weirdest, most convoluted people I've ever met."

"Tell me about it." Rachel laughed. She knew that probably better than anyone. "Glee club is going to start in ten minutes. We should probably get going. You can leave first, if you want."

"First? What do you mean?"

"Well, I know you're not head cheerio anymore, and you aren't as popular, but you're higher up on the food chain than I am. I just figured you would want to retain any popularity you still have."

"I'm not that shallow anymore Rachel. Let's go together. Unless, of course, you don't want to be with me." Quinn sighed as the realization dawned on her. She'd yet to take into account the possibility that she may not want her. Things were happening so fast she hadn't had time to consider the possibility.

"What? No!" Rachel turned so she was facing Quinn and took the blonde girl's hands into her own, squeezing them gently for reassurance. "Of course I do Quinn. You're beautiful, and so sweet when you want to be. I truly wish I could have always known you as this person. However, we've yet to figure this all out. What are we? Do we hold hands? Do we kiss? We aren't sure of any of this yet, and I would think it wise to discover it before revealing all of this to the rest of the club."

"If you're such a highly intelligent person why do I have to tell you? We do kiss. I think that's been established, and I like holding your hands. As for what we are, I would very much like to be your girlfriend." Quinn shrugged. It was simple to her. She'd already lost everything. Her mother, her father, her popularity, her future. Why not have the courage to gain something good? Even if it didn't last. Even if they didn't work out. "What's life without a little hard work, eh?"

Rachel smiled. Not just any ordinary smile. No. It was a full one hundred watt Rachel Barbra Berry smile. "Girlfriends it is then. Will you allow me to serenade you as an official decree?"

"I wouldn't expect anything less, m'lady." Quinn giggled.

Checking her watch Rachel quickly stood from the old couch, and pulled Quinn with her. "Okay enough being silly. We really must be on our way. I don't like being late to glee club."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "After you."