A/N: Thank you all for the continued support! This chapter is pretty much just a filler. Sorry for the lack of updates, I've been lacking inspiration and motivation to write. Anyway R&R! :)

Dinner with the Berries seemed to loosen Quinn up with the light conversation and the Berry men sharing embarrassing stories about Rachel when she was younger. Rachel, all the while wishing she was anywhere but there at the moment, but the sound of Quinn's laughter made it worthwhile. Now as they all sat in the living room, trying to decide on a movie Rachel felt more like things are going to work out between her and Quinn, and she had a feeling that Quinn felt the same. And watching the blonde and her Dad fight over the movie warmed her heart, this wasn't the girl from the morning and she smiled seeing that the blonde was trying so hard to feel at home.

A grin spread across her face when Quinn jumped to her feet in victory, Hiram rolled his eyes at the girl and popped the movie in. Quinn then moved to sit next to Rachel on the couch while Hiram joined Leroy on the love seat. "Do you mind if I sit next to you, Rachel?" Quinn asked.

Rachel smiled, grabbed Quinn's hand and pulled her down next to her. "You never have to ask, Quinn," she said. They shared a smile and both girls noticed that their hands were still clasped together, but neither moved to pull away. Instead Quinn bit her lip and pulled the girl closer to her. Sighing when she felt Rachel relax in her embrace she smiled contently and turned her attention to the movie that began to play.

They were nearing the half-way point in the movie when Quinn noticed that the Berry men had fallen asleep. Shaking her head at the men, she looked down at Rachel who had her head in her lap, and her fingers were threading through her chocolate locks. Staring at the girl who had her attention on the movie Quinn whispered, as to not disturb the two sleeping men, "I'm sorry about this morning, Rachel. It was all just a lot to take in at once."

Shifting, Rachel sat up and stared into the ex-cheerleader's hazel eyes. Nodding, Rachel said, "I understand, Quinn. But I do wish you'll stop saying you're sorry. I'm starting to hate that word." The blonde smiled softly.

"Rachel? What are we?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean what are we? Friends, girlfriends? What? Cause I mean you told me you love me, and you've read my letters so you know how I feel about you. And you only know the girl in those letters, so how can you love me when you don't really know me?"

"I do love you, Quinn. But I'm not "in love" with you, at least not yet. I can be with time that much I know. And as for your other question: I don't know what we are. I'd like to be your friend, and maybe once we get to know each other more and start going out, we'll find out what we're meant to be together. I do hope you're not angry with me for confusing you, I was confused myself. And when I'm with you, I honestly have no clue what it is I'm doing. You dismantle me, and seeing you in that bed threw me completely off. But we'll move on together okay, I'll be with you every step of the way from here on out."

Quinn nodded. She knew the girl was going to be by her side, and she hoped they wouldn't run into any problems down the road that will test Rachel's commitment to her. "Do you think we could go upstairs?" Rachel nodded.

They turned off the movie and Rachel draped a blanket over her sleeping dads. Rachel then grabbed Quinn's hand and led the way up the stairs and into her room. Lying together on Rachel's bed, Quinn had her arm around Rachel's shoulders and the diva had her head resting on Quinn's chest right above her beating heart. Listening to the steady sound of Quinn's heart, Rachel thought back on the past weeks. So much had happened and she didn't know what was going to happen next. She had gone from having a boyfriend to breaking up with him for someone who had been begging for her friendship. And now, she was in that person's arms after she was released from the hospital; a girl who shouldn't have been in the hospital in the first place. So much has changed and she knew that her life with Quinn will never be the same again.

"Quinn?" Rachel whispered into the space between them.

Quinn dragged her attention from the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling above Rachel's bed and met those captivating brown eyes. "Yes, Rachel?" She asked as her eyes roamed over the singer's features.

"What's going to happen when we go to school?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're still Quinn Fabray, and I'm still the school loser."

"Don't call yourself that. And as you put it, I'm still Quinn Fabray. So when we walk and talk to with each other, people won't touch you. I still have Santana in my back pocket and although I'm no Cheerio anymore, I still have some power, Rachel. No one will touch us, alright?"

"So you don't want to hide our friendship?"

"I never want to hide with you. We'll take things a step at a time, alright? Things aren't going to be a walk in the park for either of us, more so me than you."

"Don't worry; I'm not leaving your side."

Smiling Quinn nodded. "I know. And I appreciate it so much, you have no idea. It's like for the first time in my life, I finally have someone I can rely on. And I'm glad that person is you."

"Likewise."

Another moment of silence passed between them and then Quinn spoke up, "Do you mind if I sleep in here tonight? I feel safe in your arms and I would just end up here if I went to my room."

Rachel beamed and said, "Of course you can. You're welcome to sleep in here whenever you feel like it."

The girls got up and dressed for bed, and while Quinn was in her room brushing her teeth she looked up in the mirror and smiled for the first time since she looked at herself in the mirror. "I can do this," she told herself. With another smile, she exited the bathroom and made her way down the hall in sleep shorts and Lexie's Harvard tee. As she was walking towards the door, she saw the folded up envelope in her jean's pocket still unopened. Walking over she knelt down and took out the envelope with her name written beautifully across the front.

Breaking the seal she pulled out the sheet of paper and began to read its contents.

Quinn,

I know we haven't had a chance to talk yet, not really. And I may be only Meredith's half-sister and hardly your cousin, but I wanted you to know I love you and I'm here should you need me. I know you will get that a lot over the next few days, and you probably will just shake me off, but please know I wholeheartedly am. We're family, Quinn. So here's my number and e-mail address. Please use them. And I'll help any and every way I can. Best of luck with Rachel, she'll fall in love with you before you know, just don't push it. After all, you're both just kids. Also, I hope you enjoy my shirt, it holds many memories, and I hope you add to those memories.

Love,

Lexie

Quinn smiled and safely tucked the letter into the desk drawer. She made a mental note to add her contacts tomorrow, right now; Rachel was waiting for the blonde in her room down the hall.

Once Quinn walked into Rachel's room she saw the girl already in bed and decided to join her. Crawling into the covers she felt the brunette slid over and into the blonde's arms. "Sleep well, Rachel," Quinn said as she kissed the side of her head.

"Good night, Quinn," Rachel replied as she snuggled deeper into Quinn's front.

Quinn listened to the deep even breathing that signaled that the girl was fast asleep. A smile crossed her face and she whispered, "I love you, Rachel. Thank you." With a content sigh she then followed into a deep sleep.

A/N: Thoughts?