A/N: This is the second fanfic I've ever written. Please let me know what you think about it so that I can continue.

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There was a firm knock on the Berry's front door. Rachel was celebrating her 17th birthday with her father's in the living room. "I'll get it!" she sang out while rushing to answer it. Swinging the door open she was surprised by the visitor in front of her.

"Quinn!" she breathed out. "What are you doing here?"

Quinn was silent. "Oh..." she said finally, snapping out of her daze. Pulling something out of her letterman jacket pocket, Quinn passed an envelope to Rachel. "I just wanted to pass this to you. Ummm...and happy birthday."

"Who is it honey?" yelled out one of the Berry men from behind Rachel. She took the envelope from Quinn and shouted over her shoulder to reply her father, her eyes still on the blonde girl in front of her, "It's Quinn, Daddy!"

"Why don't you let her in sweetie?" one of her dad's yelled back in reply.

"It's okay. I'll just go now," said Quinn as she slowly retreated away from Rachel. The brunette stared at her sadly, "Oh, okay. Thanks for dropping by?"

"Umm...yeah. Have a good birthday," replied the nervous girl. She turned and walked away.

Rachel shut the door behind her and leaned against it. She looked at the envelope in her hands. She tore it open; she was curious as to what was inside. Unfolding the letter that was inside she began to read...

Rachel,

I know we haven't been on good terms majority of the time, and I'm happy that we're trying to build this friendship between us. I just want to thank you for your understanding and quick forgiveness though I find it undeserving. This, is hard for me. You're right when you tell me that I have issues in expressing myself verbally. So, that is why I'm choosing to write to you instead.

So here's my answer to your question last week. I know you've been thinking about it a lot, about how I feel about our friendship, about you. Rachel, you're amazing. When I'm with you I feel like I can be myself, you make me vulnerable. When you sing my heart is drawn to you, but at the same time I feel like I'm living and dying. Sorry if that sounded awkward, but that's how I honestly feel. I don't know what's happening to me, to us, but it's quite overwhelming. I wish I could just say I like you as a friend, but for the past month it's been a struggle. That's why I've been avoiding you, and I'm sorry if it's hurt you. I am so sure you don't feel the same, but I just wanted to be honest with you.

I hope you enjoy your birthday.

Quinn

Rachel's eyes grew wide as she realized what Quinn was trying to write to her. "Dad! Daddy! I'll be back in a moment!" she shouted out as she grabbed a jacket off the cloak rack next to her. She swung the front door open and to her surprise the cheerleader was still standing at the bottom of the door step. Quinn looked like she ready to run. Rachel saw the blonde hesitate, "Don't you dare run away from me Quinn Fabray!"

The taller girl stood stock still as if it were an invisible force holding her in place. Rachel took her by the hand and dragged her into her bed room, closing the door behind both of them.

Rachel took a step in front of her, "Quinn, I feel the same."

"Feel the same what?" she questioned the smaller girl.

"This," she said. Pressing the letter into Quinn's hand, Rachel took a quick step closer to her and stood on her tippy-toes. She grabbed both sides of Quinn's head and pulled her down into a kiss. Quinn's body tensed from the sudden shock of Rachel's lips against her's. With their lips still pressed together, Rachel's eyes flickered open as she noticed Quinn's eyes were shut tight, and her eyebrows were knitted together. She pulled away quickly, "Oh my god. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sor-"

"No, don't be," Quinn said breathlessly as she cut Rachel off. "It was just very sudden. Rach, are you sure about this?"

"Yes," she whispered and pulled Quinn down again for another kiss. This time it was much more relaxed. Quinn's hands slowly moved to Rachel's waist and pulled her in closer. Rachel took a step closer and leaned flush against Quinn's body. Rachel parted her lips a little more as she deepened the kiss. She could feel Quinn's tongue softly caressing her own. Her stomach felt as if a thousand butterflies had been sent flying inside her. Quinn felt like her body was on fire. Rachel wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck as they continued to kiss. A soft sigh escaped Rachel's lips as they finally separated. They leaned their foreheads together, not breaking eye contact. Then Rachel noticed Quinn's eyes. "Quinn, your eyes."

"What about them Rach?" she whispered in reply. "They're glo-" Rachel was cut off as she suddenly felt a pain rip through her shoulders. She let go of Quinn and fell to the ground. She began to break out in sweat as she suddenly tore off her blouse. "Rachel! What are you doing?"

"Why is it so hot?" yelled the brunette, as she scratched the back of her shoulders. Quinn tried to put her hand on the writhing girl, but quickly drew it away as she felt like she was being burned by the girl's skin. "Rachel!"

"It hurts Quinn. It fuc-," her own scream cut her off mid sentence. Quinn felt like she was hit by a giant truck as she tried to cover her ears. Rachel's fathers raced into the bedroom as something began to grow from their daughters back. Rachel continued to cry out in agony and dropped on all fours to the ground as two pointed limbs began to grow out of her shoulders. Hot tears stung her face as they rolled down from her eyes. Quinn stared in awe as the men tried to pull her away from the room, she hadn't noticed the blood seeping through her own fingers from her ears.

Rachel looked up and tried to reach out to Quinn, still screaming, a pained expression on her face. The two dark pointed limbs coming out of her back were double the length of her height now. They filled the height of the room. Suddenly they stopped growing, but the brunette's screaming didn't. They began to glow and expand. They were wings, and dark feathers began to form along their expanse.

The last thing Quinn heard was Rachel whimper out her name, reaching out toward her. Her heart felt like it was about to explode, but the feeling stopped when she was finally dragged out of the room. "Quinn? Quinn?" yelled Rachel's Dad. Rachel's other father came into the room and looked at the blonde girl curled up in his husband's arms. "Is she okay?" he asked. The man looked at the girl in his arms, "Yeah, she should be fine. I think she's..."

"You think so too?" he replied. "Yeah. Let's just clean her up and drop her home. We have to tell Judy. How's our baby?"

"She's okay. I calmed her down and put her to sleep."

" I think it's time that we transferred Rachel to New York."

"But honey, you know why this happened. It'll be good to have Rachel with someone like her."

His husband looked down at Quinn, "I can't risk it. They can't be near each other right now. Not when they have no control."

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A/N: Reviews please! Otherwise I won't be able to continue this story.