Title: Things Change

Rating: M

Summary: Quinn is fighting her feelings, so she stays just friends with Rachel. When Quinn stays over one weekend, things happen that naither girl thought would.

Disclaimer: 1. I own nothing and no one in this story. All is owned by others. 2. Quin was pregnant, but it was Rachel with her in the delivery room, not Mercedes. Spoilers, though I do not think there are any, through duets.

Quinn knew this was going to be hard. She and Rachel were best friends; they had been since fourth grade. They could talk about anything and sit as close as they wanted, because it was never awkward since they were best friends.

That all changed, however, after Quinn got pregnant. She is not sure when exactly she fell for Rachel. It could have been when she first found out she was pregnant, and Rachel was the first she told and she was incredibly supportive. Or it could have been when Rachel would run out at four in the morning for bacon or Chinese food for her when the cravings hit, then would sit and hold her when she cried. It could have even been when Rachel was there in the delivery room, holding her hand and kissing her forehead, telling her how amazing she was. The feelings were definitely cemented when Quinn saw Rachel holding Beth a few hours later, how Rachel looked so peaceful, gently rocking her in her arms.

Then there was the physical attraction, of course. Quinn had always known Rachel was pretty, but it never really hit her to call Rachel beautiful until recently. She always looked beautiful to Quinn now. And then when Rachel wore the shortest of her short skirts or her bikinis when they were swimming, she was fucking sexy in Quinn's mind.

When Quinn was in bed at night, running her hands up and down herself, thrusting into her wet pussy, Rachel was the only one on her mind,

Sleepovers nowadays were heaven and hell at the same time, especially the double night ones they would have every once in a while. Heaven because of being so close to Rachel, lying next to her pressed up side-to-side while watching movies or just lying there and talking. They were hell because after all this Quinn was incredibly aroused, but had no way to sate her desires until Sunday night in bed, after a full weekend with Rachel.

So now she was at Rachel's for a double nighter, Rachel's head on her shoulder while they finished their first movie, calling out a goodbye to Rachel's dads who were on their way to dinner.

The end credits began, Quinn barely registering them until there was a lack of warmth against her as Rachel moved to stop the DVD player. Quinn found it odd when she did not put in another movie. She instead turned the television off and came to sit by Quinn, a serious expression on her face.

"Quinn I… We've been friends a long time, right?" Rachel asked nervously.

"Since the fourth grade, Rach. If that's not a long time, I don't know what is." Quinn replied, wondering what had gotten into Rachel.

"And we can talk about anything, right?"

"Of course."

"And we'll always be best friends, no matter what?"

"No matter what. Unless you like, try to kill me or something." Quinn joked, trying to lighten the mood. She wondered what it was that could be this serious.

Maybe she's going to tell you she likes gir-

Quinn shot that thought down in her mind. There was no way Rachel like girls. She was always the one to go on and on about guys. Even in the movie they had just watched, Rachel was almost drooling over the lead guy. Whom Quinn had to admit was good-looking, but he did nothing for her. He was a brunette, but there was only one brunette that got her going. The one right in front of her who looked incredibly cute when she was nervous.

But still. There was about a ninety nine point nine percent chance in Quinn's mind that Rachel was going to tell her that she like girls. And an even less chance that she would say she liked Quinn.

"Can I tell you something?" Rachel asked.

Damn she looks so cute. Quinn thought to herself as she replied.

"You can tell me anything, Rachel."

"I…" Rachel took a deep breath before continuing. "I… I like girls."

What Rachel said did not hit Quinn immediately. It did not sink in until she saw the tears forming in Rachel's, and she realized that her silence had been taken as a bad thing.

"Quinn I-I'm sorry I d-didn't mean to m-make you uncomfortable I j-just thought-" Rachel stammered out as the tears began rolling down her cheeks. She tried to continue but Quinn stopped her with a hand over her mouth.

"Rachel Rachel shhh it's okay it's okay shhh don't cry please I'm not upset or uncomfortable it was the just a surprise, that's all." Quinn said hurriedly, trying to comfort the girl because it broke her heart to see Rachel cry.

Quinn shuffled on the bed, moving to Rachel's side and putting her arms around the smaller girl, trying to draw away the hurt. After a few minutes, Rachel sniffled and moved her head off Quinn's shoulder to look at her.

"Quinn, are you sure you're okay with this? I don't want anything to hurt our friendship." Rachel said, voice cracking on the last part.

"Rachel, I'm positive. You're still the same sometimes diva Rachel who tends to ramble a lot." Quinn said affectionately, poking her in the ribs causing Rachel to laugh.

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much." Rachel said, sticking her tongue out at Quinn. With how close they were, still half-embracing, Quinn found herself distracted by thoughts of how much she wanted to kiss Rachel.

Her eyes met Rachel's, and there was something in Rachel's eyes, but Quinn could not figure out what it was. Desire? Love? Feelings of more than friendship?

They had unconsciously moved closer towards each other, mere inches apart. Quinn could feel something in the air, and it was so powerful Quinn was sure Rachel could feel it too. The feeling told her to just move closer and…

Quinn sprang back, trying not to notice the hurt and bewildered look on Rachel's face. She could not do this, could not risk this yet. As much as she wanted, she could not.

"I'm going to go take a shower." Quinn managed to get out, grabbing her bag and practically running to the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind her and falling against it. She sunk to the floor softly, burying her head in her hands, wondering what the hell had just happened.

Author's Note: I am thinking one, possibly two or more chapters after this. Not sure yet. Please review! :)