Quinn is emotionally drained, she's suppressing the sour aftermath of an inevitable defeat. She sits staring out the window, longing for something unattainable, wanting to feel that cool breeze on her skin, needing the touch from that someone she no longer remembers the name of.

Rachel lay spread across her bed, eyes glued to the ceiling, hands resting on the headboard above her. Desperate for the blond to share her deepest and darkest secrets, which she hid so well in that pretty little head of hers. "Penny for your thoughts?" Quinn, oblivious to the world around her, obviously right in the middle of a serious train of thought, simply blinks and smirks widely.

The petite vocalist pats the empty spot beside her on the bed and makes room for Quinn, who in less than a second joins her. Rachel pulls the covers over them both, when she feels the bed drop beside her. Quinn is quick to turn her back to her own little gleek, even so they end up spooning. "Rach?" Rachel sighs deeply to the sound of hearing her own name. "Hm?" Rachel buries her head in the crook of Quinn's neck, a breath so warm, tickling like a feather across her body, making her shiver. "Tell me what you're thinking." The bed shifts and arms appear around her waist, full luscious lips kissing down her bare back.

"Will you be my forever?" The blond turns to face her."Nothing lasts forever." Rachel closes the gap between them. "Then be my nothing." The word alone sent chills down Quinn's spine; nothing. "Rachel..." They lay there, staring into each others eyes.
Hazel meets brown, for the millionth time.
Hands brushing through hair, blond hair, brown hair.
Fingers intertwined in the dark.
Their minds can only read from the possibilities of what was to come.

Quinn distance herself further and further away from her. "We talked about this, remember, I can't be your anything." Rachel frowns. "Why, because you're pregnant?" Quinn chuckles. "No, because we're not friends."

Rachel ignores her and leans in to capture Quinn's lips, whatever cockiness she had is gone.
The girls ravish each other. They explore each others mouths.
Rachel takes control and instinctively flips them over, Quinn, apparently being the submissive one, lets herself be stradled by the perky girl. She starts to rock down on the thigh that the brunette has slipped between her legs. They stare hungrily at one another, mentally giving the other permission.

Rachel loves the way she feels underneath her, there was no fear or pain, only love and pleasure.
Her hand travels downward, under the blonde's skirt and traces the outline of her pink lace panties, the other one is pinning her and keeping them firmly in place, above her head.

Quinn moans and whimpers in her ear, before pushing herself on to her hand, to keep the friction intact. Her nails digging into the brunette's shoulders, threatening to draw blood, yet she does not flinch. "Kiss me." Rachel hears her demand and grants it.

She reaches out to touch the softness of her secret lover, but she's gone. "Quinn?" Her voice echoes against the walls in her empty room.
The wind is blowing hard against the open window and the scent of the ex cheerleader is everywhere. Rachel goes to close it, with a saddened look on her face.
Wishing for her obvious dream to never end.
Her arm brushes up against the laptop and the screen comes to life.
An IM from Sky Splits.
With shaky hands, she opens it; you suck.

Once again, her world comes crumbling down, because here is the deepest secret nobody knows, Rachel Berry loves Quinn Fabray and will continue to do so, from a distance.