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Brittany, Rachel and Santana are all working out at the gym the next morning. All three of them working on dumbbells to work on keeping their muscles in shape.

"You think it was the muffin girl?" Santana asks once Rachel finishes telling them about what happened.

Rachel nods as she continues lifting the weights, "I guess." After she lifts it again she continues, "I don't know." Again a beat later she continues, "Why do I even care?"

Suddenly Brittany grins and says, "You like her!" While thrusting a hand out towards the shorter brunette, "Ow."

Santana is quickly by her side and massaging the area, earning her a quick peck on the lips.

Rachel stops what she's doing and gets a rather concerned look on her face, "What if I'm pregnant?"

Santana grins as she continues running a hand over the blonde's arm, "Then it'll work out perfectly."

Rachel lays down and starts doing crunches, as Santana and Brittany take an exercise ball each, and asks "What do you mean?"

Santana rolls her eyes, "Because, if you really like her, you'll break up with her because you're pregnant and then you wont have to put yourself out there and possibly get hurt. Hey that's your dream."

Getting up from her crunches she walks over the weight rack and lifts two more dumbbells, "Right. Besides I'm not pregnant. And I'm okay on my own."

They all walk into the steam room with a few other women.

Brittany looks over at Rachel and asks , "Are you gonna see her again?"

Rachel grins and nods her head slowly, "Yeah, I think so."

A few women look over at them. The Latina notices and smirks, "Well don't have sex with her. That's the last thing we need. You get knocked up and we'll have no idea whose it is."

Even more women look over, along with Rachel, just staring at Santana, until she sees all the women looking and she has to stop herself from laughing as Santana continues, "And then we'll have to do a paternity test. Is it the female cheese farmer or the red-pubed bandit."

Even more women look over.

Rachel does her best to keep a straight face, "I'm not going to have sex with her, it's too soon." She then turns to the other women and adds for their benefit, "I'm not a slut."

Brittany giggles, catching on, "Well, bring condoms, just in case." 'Even *I* know that girls cant get girls pregnant sheesh.', "Oh and a pregnancy test."

The shorter brunette chuckles, "Very funny."

Santana grins, "She's not joking."

All of the other women are now staring at Rachel.

She sighs, "I'm really not a slut."

After a beat she adds, "And…where the hell have all of you gone to school? You cant get another woman pregnant unless you have a penis and sperm and incase all of you didn't know this…women don't exactly come equipped with those things."

Xoxo

Back home Rachel puts her brunch out on the dining table and grabs the paper and begins to eat and Nutsy rolls by and sits in front of her staring up at Rachel as she eats.

Not really looking at him she waves her hand that's holding a piece of toast and shakes her head, "No." Not tearing her eyes off of the newspaper.

Nutsy lets out a little whine and tilts his head adorably.

Still not giving in and looking at him Rachel continues munching on the toast, "Not going to happen Nutsy."

She continues to read the paper when all of a sudden the phone rings. She wipes her hands on her napkin and gets up, Nutsy barks a couple of times to get her to at least hand him the last bit of toast, she just walks over to the phone.

"Hello?"

The person on the other end lets out a nervous chuckle, "Hi Rachel, it's Quinn."

She smiles pleasantly surprised, "Oh Quinn."

"Uhm so this is me actually doing what I said I was going to do, which is call you."

The brunette chuckles amusedly, "I can see that."

Cutting right to the chase the blonde grins, "What're you doing tonight?"

Xoxo

"I don't have anything to wear!"

Brittany giggles from her spot on her bed holding the phone to her ear as she listens to her friend pacing the floor and pictures Santana flinging random clothes out of the shorter brunette's closet.

"Yes you do. Calm down, don't have a baby." Santana stops and looks up from the closet with a smirk, "Or do have one I guess."

Rachel stops pacing abruptly, "Hardy Har, you're hilarious. You know actually, I think I'm going to take care of things myself from here."

Brittany sits up, "No come on Rach, she'll be good, wont you baby?"

Santana's face softens as she looks over at the phone that's on speaker as she says, "Sure babe, I'll be good."

The blonde sits up and checks on their youngest before getting back into bed, "Okay, what else do we have to work with?"

The Latina holds up a cute beige dress that comes to just about mid thigh, "You remember that halter top beige dress you two bought that time you went out together?"

Brittany claps her hands, "Oh oh yes Rach you have to wear that one! With your big loop earrings."

Rachel walks over and looks at it and holds it up to her body, "You don't think it's too much?"

Santana scoffs, "It's your first date with farmer lady, I think it's perfect. Besides, what Brit says, goes."

45 minutes later finds her in the dress, that's hugging her body in all the right places. Her hair down and in soft waves framing her face. Sheer gloss on her lips and light makeup.

She bids goodbye to Santana and hangs up with Brittany and as soon as Santana's out of the house she runs to the bathroom, grabbing a pregnancy test along the way. In her haste to finally take the test she doesn't close the door all the way.

As soon as she sits down and gets ready to pee on the stick, Nutsy rolls in.

She glances at him, then away as she concentrates on trying to pee.

"Go away."

Nutsy takes a single step back, his rubber wheel squeaks against the bathroom tile, he continues to stare at her.

Rachel closes her eyes and wills herself to pee; she chances a glance after a beat to check if Nutsy is still there. She shuts her eyes for a second again before opening them, "Stop it, you're making me nervous."

He just looks at her and blinks.

She shuts her eyes once more and finally she pees on the stick, she grins and places it on top of the box that she then places on top of the hamper and flushes and goes over to the sink to wash her hands just as the door bell rings.

She quickly makes her way to the door, brushing out imaginary creases as she does so.

Once in front of the door, she takes a breath and lets it out, smiling as she opens the door, once she checks who it is, "You're early. I'll be a minute okay?" She doesn't even give Quinn time to fully say hello.

The blonde smiles and then looks down when she hears growling.

Nutsy has wheeled his way over and was now standing protectively next to Rachel.

The brunette continues, not noticing the exchange between the dog and Quinn, "Well three to five minutes actually." She says cutely as she leans against the door smiling.

Quinn looks at her slightly confused but nods, "Uh sure no problem."

Rachel quickly makes her way back to the bathroom, on her way she calls out, "Do you want a wine cooler?"

Quinn steps into the house, closing the door behind her, "Uh yeah, sure, do you want one?"

Rachel stops and turns around, smiles at the blonde, "I'll uhm let you know."

Nutsy trails behind Quinn, barking and suddenly his wheel rolls up one of the magazines and tips him over.

"Oh my God, is he okay?" The blonde rushes over to the fallen dog.

Rachel smiles as she comes over to lift him right side up, "He's fine. It happens all the time."

As soon as he's right side up, Nutsy rolls away slightly dejected at having had fallen over in front of the new company.

Rachel quickly runs back towards the bathroom when she stops again and faces Quinn and clasps in hands in front of her, smiling lightly, calming down from her franticness, "I'm sorry." She states calmly, "Can you give me a minute please?"

Quinn is quick to reassure her, "Yes, yes definitely, no problem."

And just like that Rachel is back to being excitedly frantic as she rushes into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Quinn is left in the living room to ponder over what just happened. She grins and shakes her head lightly as she walks over to the couch and sits down.

Once inside the bathroom she looks to the hamper to find that the box and ultimately the pregnancy test wasn't there.

She glances down to find that Nutsy had apparently hit the hamper causing the test to fall, and that it was now in Nutsy's grasp.

"Damnit Nutsy."

She crouches down and grabs the stick from his mouth, "Give me that."

Nutsy just bites down harder, refusing to hand it over.

"Come on Nutsy let go. Come on."

He continues to fight her over the stick, "Now! Let go!"

Quinn calls out from the other side, "Rachel is everything okay?"

Still fighting with Nutsy for possession of the pregnancy stick she nods, "Uh yes, just you know, showing him who's the pack leader."

Just then the stick breaks in half and she takes them both away, only to realize the important part, the bit where the results show, wasn't there.

"You idiot Rachel." She yells out, she then quickly bends over further and makes Nutsy open his mouth, "You better not swallow that Nutsy. Open. Ooopen." She tries to coax, but he just continues to swallow it down and she sits back and looks at him in disbelief.

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"You look really pretty." Quinn says as they walk down the street.

Rachel smiles, "Thank you. So do you." She says, finally having noticed the blonde's attire. A cute red blouse that was actually quite flattering on her, unbuttoned at the top to show a white shirt, and dark skinny jeans. To top it all off she was wearing black gladiator heels. To say that she was dressed to impress would be about right.

Quinn smiles at the brunette, a slight blush rising to her cheeks, "Thank you."

They continue on for a couple of steps, when suddenly the blonde turns to Rachel and asks with a slight grin on her face, "Did you buy a new dress for our date tonight?"

Causing the brunette to smile as she replies with a teasing, "Don't flatter yourself."

She bites her lip and smirks as she glances over to the brunette beside her, "I'll take that as a yes."

Rachel lets out a chuckle as she twirls in front of her so that she's facing her for a step, "I guess you'll never know." And then Rachel takes a step back so that they're walking in the same direction again, but with the brunette slightly ahead of Quinn.

The blonde chuckles, "I guess not." She remains quiet, smiling at the brunette that's walking ahead of her; she speeds up slightly so that she can whisper in her ear, "Except that you left the price tag on."

Rachel stops walking almost immediately, her face looks crestfallen and her hand reaches out over her shoulder, "What?"

Quinn is now the one standing in front of the brunette. She smiles lightly and ushers, "Allow me."

Rachel tilts her head to the side and brushes her hair out of the way, allowing the blonde to have better access to the tag.

Quinn lightly brushes her hair back and she doesn't realize but she does it a few times, each time marveling at the sheer softness of the brunette's hair and the silky smoothness of her skin. Realizing how awkward that might be she gives herself a little shake, "I've got it." She pulls at the tag, careful not to accidentally hurt Rachel, or rip the dress. "There you go." She says as she steps back and allows the soft tresses to fall back in place.

"You know I've had this dress for a long time, it's just I haven't worn in yet." Rachel immediately starts to explain.

Quinn murmurs an "Mhmm." As she smiles and steps towards a large green gate 'Sixth Street and Avenue B Community Garden', and pulls out a set of keys and sets to work unlocking it.

As a last ditch effort to not let the blonde know how much thought she actually put into this, Rachel smiles and lets out, "You're not that special."

Quinn looks over her shoulder at the brunette as she pushes open the gates, "Really?" Not sounding at all convinced. She folds her arms in front of her as Rachel shyly brushes her heel clad toe in front of her, grinning like a fool (she's sure). She steps to the side slightly to look past Quinn and into the enclosure, smiling, very much impressed.

Quinn watches her enter with a smile on her face, proud to have stunned the brunette into silence.

Rachel walks into the garden, lit up by fairy lights. Walking in deeper still she notices a table set up with candles with more trees and plants with fairy lights. She bites her lip and turns to face the blonde, who is leaning against the gate with a serene smile on her face watching the brunette take everything in.

She's smiling as she bites her thumb, desperately trying not to squeal as she turns back around to look at everything.

Quinn smiles satisfied as she steps into the garden and closes the gate behind her.

"Look at this place. I don't know what to say." The brunette turns her head and watches as Quinn steps closer and guides her further into the garden.

"Finally." She teases.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rachel asks as they continue walking, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Quinn grins and puts a hand up, and reaches for her hand, and gently pulls her along, excited to be able to show her everything, "It just means good, don't say anything. You don't have to say anything. Why do you have to say anything? Just come over here, sit down." She ushers to the place setting with her free hand.

Rachel teases, "So what you're saying I talk too much?"

Quinn steps closer and holds up a finger shaking her head, "I did not say that. It's just that you're very quick and you always have a response for everything, which I like!, but you know tonight just be surprised." She lets go of her hand and pulls out a chair for Rachel, smiling up at her.

Rachel eyes the blonde with a smile and amusement in her eyes and as she goes to sit down, Quinn quickly grabs the napkin and unfolds in and places it with a flourish on her lap, earning herself a melodious laugh and a light clap of the hands. She grins at the now seated brunette as she uncovers the platter.

Rachel is giddy with excitement seeing as the whole date set up is very elegant and well to do, she grins as she finally looks away from Quinn to the platter.

"Surprise." The blonde says with as much of a straight face as she can muster.

Pizza.

Rachel laughs, loving how absolutely adorable this all is. She smiles up at the blonde, thinking how very different she is than what she had expected. Good different.

"You're good."

Quinn chuckles as she plates them and settles down for a wonderful dinner.

Xoxo

"So you worked for an internet company? I don't see that at all." Quinn says as she's opening up a bottle of wine.

Rachel smiles as she sips her own, "Oh I was a very important person, you would've been very impressed."

Working on the bottle still, the blonde glances up smirking, "Really? How'd you get the pet store?"

Rachel smiles and places her glass down, "Actually it was through my dog Nuts."

Just as she says that Quinn has successfully popped open the bottle, "I bought him at this fancy pet store near my house."

She leans forward and allows Quinn to pour some more wine into her glass as she continues, "Cutest puppy you've ever seen. Six months later he almost dies." Quinn places the bottle down, a look of concern and sympathy on her face, "Turns out he was from one of those puppy mills where the dogs are just so inbred that they're just sort of falling apart." She sighs and takes a sip of her wine, not really liking this story so much.

Quinn leans forward making sure she was giving the brunette her rapt attention, "What did you do, did you sue them?"

Rachel tilts her head, "Well I thought about it but then I thought what would that do, they'll still sell inbred dogs. So, I quit my job and I took the stock option money over to the pet store. And I bought it." She shrugs lightly with a small smile on her face.

They sit for a beat in silence, both looking at each other, Quinn absolutely amazed by this wonderful person sitting opposite her, has her hands under her chin, smiling at her. "I know how to milk a goat. Does that do anything for you?"

Causing the brunette to chuckle and look back down to her pizza shyly, before abruptly stopping and glancing quickly back at her saying, "No not really." Before taking a bite of said pizza, chuckling as she does so.

Quinn sits back in her seat and folds her arms across her chest, "Can I ask you a serious question Rachel?"

Putting down the pizza, the brunette licks her thumb as she looks over towards her dinner companion, she smiles around her thumb, "What?"

She chews slowly, and looks expectantly at the blonde, waiting anxiously for the question.

Quinn keeps her eyes locked to the beautiful brown ones across from her, she bites her lips seemingly to contemplate actually asking. She then lets her lip go free and asks, "Did you buy that dress to wear for me tonight?

Rachel smiles at her slightly and looks away, not really aware that she placed a finger in her mouth and lightly bit on it as she contemplated, before releasing it and looking back at the blonde, and beckoning her to lean closer as if to tell her a secret.

Quinn quickly leans forward, not wanting to miss an opportunity to get closer to the brunette, smiling slightly as they're both leaning over the table.

Rachel looks up at her through thick lashes and whispers, "I will never tell."

Quinn grins at the playful look in the brunette's eyes, "Really?" she whispers back, slowly standing up from her seat, "because I have ways of making you talk." She slowly starts to lean forward, and Rachel watches her as she's now slightly above her.

The blonde smiles down at her and they both start to lean in slowly, both wearing matching smiles.

Just as their lips are about to touch, Quinn accidentally knocks over the bottle of wine right into Rachel's lap.

AN/ I promise there's more of this...it's just that it's already 2:40 in the morning and I'm really tired haha, I promise I'll have the rest up as soon as possible. Review please! And I might have it up even sooner :D