Another week goes by. A whole week since that night. A whole week of Rachel constantly wondering about what she saw. A whole fucking week.

She's kept it to herself, afraid of ruining what she has with Quinn by upsetting her. She doesn't even know how to begin a conversation like that.

But the girl's mere presence is enough to make her anxiety go away for the time being. Rachel always feels so at ease around her. But still, that doesn't mean she's going to easily forget about it.

The air is definitely different between them now. Or at least it is from Rachel's perspective. Her niece still acts the same, completely oblivious to Rachel's newfound knowledge. But everything is still different to Rachel. She's not sure how. But it is. She's seeing Quinn from a different angle now.

She may be afraid of upsetting Quinn, but she still wants so badly to ask her certain questions. Obviously, the girl finds her attractive enough to fantasize about her. But is there more to it than that? Is that why she was avoiding Rachel after that night of her graduation? And even if there something more, why does Rachel want to know so much?

What could she possibly gain from knowing?

"Is it okay if we stop by this jewelry store to get my wedding ring polished?" Judy asks, interrupting Rachel from her thoughts.

"Of course," she smiles.

The two have been walking around the mall all afternoon. Judy insisted that they have some "sister" time together with just the two of them. And while Rachel has had a lot on her mind, she didn't want to disappoint her.

They walk into the store and Judy heads straight to the counter to talk to an employee. Rachel takes the time to look around at all of the jewelry on display. It wasn't like the jewelry stores in New York, but everything still looked simple and elegant to her.

But apparently she isn't too well versed when it comes to jewelry. After she left Finn, she had tried to sell her wedding ring and came to find out that it was only worth $200. She went ahead and sold it anyway, not because she needed the money obviously, but because she couldn't even look at it anymore.

Rachel didn't understand how a man that made so much money could be so cheap when it came to his wife. But he seems to have no problem spending thousands of dollars on other women after looking at hotel charges on his credit card statements.

She sighs at the memory and moves in from looking at rings to the necklaces. After a few minutes, Judy is by her side again. She points to something and says, "Quinn is always looking at that every time she comes in here. Maybe I can get it for her for Christmas or something."

Rachel gazes at what her sister is pointing at. It's a simple silver necklace with a pendant in the shape of an infinity symbol. She smiles. It's so Quinn. And she can see why the girl still hasn't gotten it. The price tag reads $350.

"Do you want to go next door and help me find some new work shoes for Russell?" Judy asks.

"Sure. I'll be there in a minute. I'm just gonna look around here some more," Rachel tells her.

The older woman smiles and says okay before leaving the jewelry store.

When her sister is completely out of sight, Rachel approaches the counter. She's not sure what's possessing her to do so. She just knows that she wants to do something for Quinn.

"Excuse me, I'd like to make a purchase."

She walks into the shoe store next door to see Judy already checking out.

The woman turns to her. "Sorry, I have to go home and get ready for work."

"It's no worries," Rachel reassures her. She has the night off so at least she doesn't have to worry about work herself.

She takes her phone out of her purse and sends a text.

Rachel: Come over after your mom leaves if you're not busy. I have something for you :)

"Okay, let's go." Judy gets her bag and the two head out of the store and back to the car.

When they get in, Rachel receives a reply.

Quinn: Okay. But I can't stay the night. I'm leaving early to go with Puck and Santana and her parents to their lake house.

Rachel frowns.

Rachel: How long will you be gone for?

Quinn: The whole weekend.

She sighs. Guess it'll be just her for a few days.

A few hours later, Rachel is sitting in her living room absently browsing through tv channels when there's a knock at her door. She puts down the remote and runs to the front of the house. When she opens the door, she smiles.

"Hey!" she beams.

"Hi Rach."

Quinn smiles and leans in for a quick hug before walking inside.

Rachel, feeling giddy, bounces with every step behind Quinn. The two girls settle on the couch.

"What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Rachel asks.

"I think they said around six in the morning. It's a pretty long drive." Quinn wasn't really looking forward to it.

"You never mentioned going on this trip," Rachel says as casually as she can, not wanting to sound accusatory.

Quinn shrugs. "I've just had a lot on my mind lately."

"Oh? Like what?" Rachel gives the girl an opening even though she's sure Quinn won't take it. At least it's worth a shot.

And of course, she's right. Her niece just gives her a sad smile and changes the subject. "You said you had something to give me?"

"Yes!" Rachel snatches her purse off the floor and starts rummaging through it.

When she finally finds it, she hands the rectangular shaped box over to the girl next to her.

Quinn looks confused but still smiles nonetheless as she takes the box. She opens it and Rachel watches as her face lights up in a way that she's never seen before.

The younger girl gasps and carefully touches the pendant attached to the necklace.

"I...how did...what?" she stutters. Rachel presses her lips together to suppress a laugh. She's so adorable. "How did you know?" Quinn finally looks at her.

"Judy said that you've had your eye on it for a while. And I wanted to get it for you," she explains.

"But why?"

Rachel shrugs. "Why not? Think of it as a late graduation gift. Do you like it?"

Quinn nods and continues to stare at it. "It's amazing. You know you didn't have to do this."

"But I wanted to."

The younger girl turns to her and looks deeply into Rachel's eyes, causing her to shudder.

Rachel is caught off guard when Quinn suddenly leans over and presses her lips against the corner of her mouth. She has no time to react as it's just a quick peck. It was innocent, yet somehow still enough to set her entire body on fire.

When Quinn pulls back, Rachel knows that her face is rapidly heating up. And so is Quinn's, who looks just as shocked as she is.

Quinn wants to slap herself for doing that. But she couldn't help it. She also wants to apologize, but that'll make it more awkward. For now, all she can do is wait until someone breaks the silence. And it probably won't be her because she knows she'll say something stupid.

Rachel's instincts kick in from acting classes several years ago, and she puts on the best smile that she can. "I'm glad you like it," she says.

She turns to put her purse back down on the floor. When she looks back at Quinn, the blonde still looks shell shocked.

"I um," Quinn clears her throat and stands. She points to the box in her hand, "This is the greatest gift I've ever gotten. It really is. But I have to go now. I still haven't packed for this weekend."

"Oh, okay." Rachel says sadly. She wants to ask her to stay a little longer. But she doesn't. Instead, she stands to say bye.

Feeling daring enough to do something bold, Rachel leans up and presses a soft, lingering kiss on the younger girl's cheek.

"Be careful while you're gone," she says as she pulls back.

Quinn has a dazed look on her face and just nods her head. "I will."

"Hopefully you'll have enough fun for the both of us since I'll be here all alone," she jokes.

"Yeah," Quinn laughs nervously. "Um, I'll call you," she says before hastily turning around and all but runs out of the house.

Rachel watches as the front door slams closed and sighs. She sits back down on the couch and thinks about what just happened, whatever it was.

Well, fuck.

Quinn plops down at the picnic table outside of the Lopez lake house, completely exhausted after a long day of swimming and jet skiing. She had a nap earlier in the day, but she's worn out all over again.

Santana approaches and sits down next to her. They sit in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the view of the lake. It's just the two of them since Puck went with Mr. Lopez to a store that was twenty minutes away. And Santana's mother was currently inside napping.

The sun is starting to go down and Quinn lets out a yawn.

"You've been kind of off all day. Everything okay?" Santana asks.

Quinn has been off today, and she's not surprised that her best friend of all people would notice. Thoughts of Rachel plague her mind and they don't seem to be giving her a break anytime soon.

She turns to her friend and sighs, "Not really."

"Is it about Rachel?"

Right to the point as usual. Quinn nods, but doesn't say anything else.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Santana asks.

She thinks about it for a moment. She's going to have to talk about it sooner or later.

"You were right," Quinn says while looking off into the distance.

"About?"

"I'm falling for her."

"Yeah, no shit," her friend laughs, earning a glare from the blonde. "Sorry."

Quinn continues, "There's no use in trying to fight it anymore. I think I might love her. It's just all happening so fast that it scares me."

"Has anything changed?"

"Well first, she got this for me," she says as she reaches up to the necklace she was now wearing. "She said it was her graduation gift to me."

"I was wondering where you got that. It's nice."

Quinn nods in agreement. "And after she gave it to me, I kind of...kissed her."

"You what?" Santana yells.

She winces, "Can you be quiet? I didn't really actually kiss her. It was just really quick. Like a friendly thank you kiss. You know?"

"No. I really don't," the other girl says dryly.

Quinn rolls her eyes.

"Then what happened? What did she say?"

"I decided to leave, cause you know, I was embarrassed. And she grabbed me and kissed me on the cheek. And then I left."

"Well at least she didn't freak out. And she kind of kissed you back. That's gotta count for something, right?"

Quinn shrugs. "I guess. I don't know what to do." She leans her forehead against the palm of her hand.

Santana reaches over and lightly rubs her shoulder. "Maybe you can talk to her about how you feel when you're ready? She seems understanding. I'm sure she won't be mad at you or anything."

"I don't think I ever will be," Quinn shakes her head.

A truck pulls up and parks close to where they are. Puck and Santana's dad get out and start unloading groceries.

"Let's get these bad boys on the grill!" Puck calls out.

"We'll worry about this later, okay?" Santana whispers while Quinn nods at her friend's suggestion. "Now, let's eat something."

Rachel finds herself sitting on the couch in the Fabray family living room talking with her sister. She had felt bored and decided to come over and say hello before Judy went to work. The woman seemed surprised to see her, but still happy about the visit nonetheless.

"You don't have to work tonight?"

Rachel shakes her head. "Surprisingly, no."

"Do you like it over there?" Judy asks.

Rachel smiles, "It's wonderful. All of my coworkers are great and so sweet."

"That's good." Judy nods and clears her throat, "Well, I've been meaning to ask you. But how have you been holding up since the divorce?"

She frowns, "Honestly, it hardly ever crosses my mind now. I've been having such a great time here in Lima that I've nearly forgotten all about what happened with Finn."

Having such a great time with Quinn, Rachel thinks and smiles to herself. The girl's been the main culprit responsible for distracting her lately.

"It must be hard, but I know you're strong. And honestly, you were always too good for him anyway. And trust me, you're going to find someone that truly deserves you."

Rachel smiles at the thought. She would like to find that person and move forward with her life.

"Has anyone tried to ask you out or anything?"

She remembers something that happened a few nights ago at work.

"A man gave me his phone number while I was working. He was really sweet and was having dinner with his mom for her birthday and I was their waitress. His name was Brody? I think?" She's pretty sure that was his name. "Anyway, he told me to give him a call because a pretty girl such as myself shouldn't be serving food and deserves to be taken out," she snorts with laughter at the cheesy pick up line.

"He sounds nice. Maybe you can give him a call when you're ready?"

She huffs. She had forgotten all about that guy. He was handsome and a gentleman, but he didn't seem like her type. There's no need to waste her time on it. Besides, if she starts dating that means less time with Quinn...

Right then, Russell comes walking down the stairs wearing his physician lab coat.

"Judy? It's about time to go," he smiles at them.

"Oh!" Judy stands and grabs her purse. "Looks like I lost track of time!" She looks at Rachel apologetically, "You don't have to leave right away. You're more than welcome to hang out here for a bit."

Rachel smiles up at her sister, "Thank you."

Judy joins her husband and waves, "Take care!"

She watches as the couple rushes out the door. "Call us if you need anything," Judy yells out before slamming the door shut.

It's completely silent as she observes the empty living room. After a moment, Rachel stands and blows out a puff of air. What to do now?

She decides to make her way upstairs to Quinn's room. She's never been in there before and she's curious. She's sure Quinn probably won't mind...

Well even if she does, she'll get over it.

Rachel opens the bedroom door and steps inside. She turns on the light and the first thing she notices is that everything is completely tidy, which doesn't surprise her. Everything is organized in a certain way. She slowly walks around the room.

She looks at the shelves and smiles at all of the books she sees. Her niece is no doubt a book worm. It's no wonder she's so intelligent.

Rachel stops when she sees a picture frame on one of the shelves. She picks it up and stares at the photograph. It's of Quinn, Santana, and Puck at what she assumes was their prom. They all look amazing, but Rachel thinks Quinn is the most exceptionally beautiful out of all three. No contest. She just wishes that she could have been there that night.

She puts the frame down and lets out a yawn. She glances at the clock on the night stand and realizes that it's already ten and she still hasn't heard from Quinn.

The woman lays down on the bed, feeling tired. She rolls over and hugs Quinn's pillow close to her body, in hailing her scent. It makes her miss the girl even more. She's felt a void without her and it's been making her uneasy. She wants to talk to her.

She rolls onto her back and pulls her phone out of her pocket. She then scrolls through her contacts to find Quinn. When she does, she presses the call button and brings the phone to her ear.

It rings four times before there's an answer.

"Hello?" Quinn's groggy voice sounds on the other end.

Rachel grins when she hears that voice. "Hey," she says softly. "Were you sleeping?"

"Was just taking a nap. Everyone else is outside by the campfire." Quinn yawns and Rachel hears shuffling for a moment. "So, what's up?"

"You don't want to go out there with them?" Rachel asks.

"Not really. I wanna be alone for a while."

"Oh."

"But Santana is probably gonna come barging in here when she's ready to go to bed. She's so loud," Quinn laughs.

"You're sharing a bed with Santana?"

"Yeah, that's usually how it works."

Rachel feels annoyed at this for some reason. She's never slept in the same bed as Quinn. Well, except for that time they fell asleep on the couch...

And still, she can't help but wonder if Quinn is sleeping around with Santana again. But she knows that it's none of her business.

"What are you up to?" Quinn asks.

She bites her lip, getting ready to confess. "Would you find it weird if I said I was in your room right now?"

"Um, if it were anyone else, then maybe," she hears Quinn chuckle. "But wow, I didn't know you missed me that much."

"Shut up. I came by to see Judy before she went to work. And I still haven't left yet. And I figured I've never seen your room before, so..."

"You know you're welcome to my room whenever you want. I don't mind."

Rachel smiles to herself. "You're coming back tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, but we won't be back until midnight or so."

"Oh, I'll probably be asleep by then. But I still want you to text me to let me know you got home safely."

"Okay, Rach. Will do."

"Are you having fun at least? It's so boring over here," the older woman jokes.

"Oh yeah. We went swimming all morning and jet skiing for a couple hours. And I went with Puck around the lake to watch him try to fish which was actually pretty funny. He managed to rip his trunks open with a fish hook," Quinn snorts.

Rachel laughs with her. "That's crazy. But I'm glad you're enjoying it."

"It would be better if you were here."

At the girl's words, Rachel feels her heart hammering in her chest.

She clears her throat, "Maybe we can take a trip somewhere one of these days."

"That'd be nice," Quinn says before letting out another long yawn. "I think I'm gonna go to actual sleep now, okay? But I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay. Good night, Quinn."

"Bye, Rachel."

She hangs up the phone, feeling a little better now that she's talked to her. But like Quinn had said, it would be better if she were actually there with her.

Feeling tired herself, Rachel turns onto her side and begins to drift off.

It's been over three hours since she got home from work, and Rachel has become incredibly anxious in that time. She still hasn't heard anything from Quinn, who should have been home by now. She even had sent a text to her, but still hasn't received a response. What's taking her so long? Does Quinn not want to talk to her?

It's already two in the morning and she hasn't been able to sleep. She's had over half a bottle of wine to calm herself down, but it isn't helping much. She's sitting at her kitchen table with her glass in her hand as she drums her nails on the table surface, thinking over everything.

She doesn't know why she's been feeling the way she has lately. It's almost as if something was awoken inside of her that she never knew was there in the first place. It's gnawing at her and driving her crazy, begging to be released.

And it's all because of Quinn.

Rachel is somewhat ashamed with herself. When she realized that Quinn was thinking about her sexually, she was more thrilled than upset. She remembers how transfixed she became in watching the girl get herself off. She probably should have been panicking and freaked out. But she wasn't. Not even in the slightest.