As soon as she gets to her house, Quinn sprints up the stairs to her room and throws open her closet door. She quickly shuffles through all of her clothes and looks for the nicest dresses she owns.

After finding a few candidates, she lays them out on the bed and contemplates which one to wear.

She knows that she could probably go in something as ridiculous as a toga and Rachel wouldn't care. But she wants tonight to be special.

She settles for a light blue sundress that was the same color as the one she went to junior prom in. At least she knows she has matching flats that go along with it.

Satisfied with her choice, Quinn rushes to the bathroom to work on her makeup. She sorts through the bag to find what she needs.

As she's applying foundation, her phone goes off with a new text message.

Rachel: I can't decide what to wear! Help :(

She smiles. At least she wasn't the only one worried about how she looks.

Quinn: Doesn't have to be too formal or anything. Wear whatever you want. You're going to look great :)

Rachel: Even if I just wear overalls and a wife beater? :p

Quinn laughs.

Quinn: Rach, the 90's ended a long time ago. But if you want to then I won't care.

Rachel: I know. I just want to look pretty for you.

Quinn: You're beautiful no matter what. Now hurry up and get ready!

Rachel: Okay! I'm going!

Quinn puts the phone down and gets back to her makeup.

After she finishes, she turns on her curling iron before her phone goes off again. She frowns and takes a look at it.

Marley: Hey Quinn. I know this is kind of strange but I wanted to ask you something. And it's not really something you can talk about through text message and I don't want you to freak out...so can you call me when you have some free time?

She types out a reply to the girl.

Quinn: I'm actually kind of busy for the rest of the night. But if you want, you can meet me during my break at work tomorrow night? I work at the Lima Bean.

Marley: Okay, I know where that is.

Quinn: Great! See you there.

She sets the phone back down on the sink. Whatever Marley wants would have to wait for now. She doesn't want to think about anything besides Rachel...

When she's finally finished with her hair and dressed, Quinn applies a layer of lipstick. She looks over her appearance in the mirror one last time and taking a breath, she nods at herself.

She grabs her purse and turns off the bedroom light. When she runs down the stairs and turns the corner, she wasn't expecting to see someone sitting in the living room.

"Dad!" she clutches her chest. "You scared me!"

Russell chuckles and grabs the remote to turn down the tv volume. "Sorry kiddo. I got the night off, but you're mom is stuck at work. You going out?"

"Yeah." She gestures to the front door, "I was just leaving actually."

He takes in her attire and furrows his brow, "You got a date or something?"

"Um." Shit. "Yeah. Sorta."

Fuck. Why did she say that?

Her father smiles, "That's great! When do we get to meet them? I'm guessing it's a her?"

"Uh, well actually, it's a little too soon for that. But maybe one day? That is, if it works out." She clasps her hands together behind her back to keep them from shaking with how anxious she is right now. "I mean, it's too soon to be meeting the parents. No offense."

"Oh, that's probably a good idea. Wouldn't want to scare her off. Knowing your mom, she'll start going on about weddings and grandchildren and all that."

Quinn laughs nervously. She seriously doubts that...

Russell stands up from the couch and walks over to her, "Well anyway, I'll be going to bed early tonight. So I'll see you when I see you. Don't be such a stranger all the time."

He pulls her into a hug which she returns.

"And good luck with your date. If she's lucky enough to be going out with you, then she must be amazing," he smiles.

"She is," Quinn agrees.

"That's good. I'll let you get to it then. Have fun and be careful, sweetie."

"I will." She leans up to kiss his cheek. "Bye dad."

Talking to Russell had made Quinn a few minutes late. So after she pulls her car in front of Rachel's house, she quickly jogs up the driveway and rings the doorbell.

The door swings open within a few seconds.

"You're late," Rachel says with a serious expression.

Quinn stifles a laugh, "Were you really just waiting by the d-"

She's silenced when Rachel attacks her lips in a frenzy. So much for the lipstick...

Before she even has a chance to return the kiss, Rachel pulls away. "You're a little late. But you look delicious. So I'll let it slide," she smirks.

Quinn shakes her head and closes the door. "Sorry. I just got caught up talking to my dad."

"It's okay, Quinn." Rachel looks her up and down and smiles, "And you look gorgeous by the way. As always."

"So do you."

And she did. Rachel was wearing a simple purple dress that somehow complimented Quinn's perfectly.

The younger girl takes her hand and says, "Come on, beautiful."

Rachel blushes and allows herself to be led to the car. She thanks Quinn when she opens the door for her and settles in her seat.

When Quinn comes in on the driver's side, Rachel asks, "So, where are we going?"

"To Breadstix," Quinn says casually as she starts the car.

Rachel frowns, but immediately tries to hide it. "Oh! Okay. Um, that sounds good I guess."

"Yeah, I still have a coupon that I need to use before it expires next month."

The older woman gapes at her.

"Hey, relax. I'm kidding," Quinn smiles.

"You ass!" Rachel laughs and shoves her lightly.

"You really think that I'd take you on a date to the place you work at?"

"Well I would hope not."

"Don't worry." Quinn pulls the car out and starts driving. "We're going to this new place that just opened up downtown last week."

"I think I've heard of it! One of my coworkers was talking about how nice it was. It's by the plaza, right?"

"Yeah, that one," the blonde says.

"Oh, thank god! I mean, I don't care where we would have gone because I'm sure you would have made it special no matter what."

"You know I adore you. And I wanted to do something more elaborate for our first date, but this was the best I could do on short notice. I just want this night to be memorable."

"I'm sure it will be." Rachel takes Quinn's free hand and pulls it into her lap, lacing their fingers together. "I know it will be."

When they get to the restaurant, they only have to wait a few minutes to get a table. Being that it was a Thursday night after all.

Rachel opts to sit in the chair next to Quinn rather than across from her. She wants to be as close to her love as she can get. And the low lighting in the restaurant will definitely make some heavy touching a lot easier...

"Good evening, ladies!" A tall waiter appears at their table. "My name is John and I'll be taking care of you. Miss...?"

"Rachel," she answers.

He turns to the other girl, "And you are?"

"I'm Quinn."

"Quinn! What a beautiful name," he smiles. "Can I get you started with something to drink?"

"A glass of Pinot noir for me," Rachel answers quickly.

The waiter nods and continues to gaze at Quinn, "And for you?"

"I'll just have a water, please."

"Just a water? Are you sure?"

Rachel didn't like the way this guy was leering at her girlfriend. But Quinn was probably the most beautiful girl in all of Lima. So she'll have to get used to people, both men and women, drooling over her all of the time.

"I'm sure. Thank you," Quinn says to him softly.

"Okay. I'll be right back with your drinks!"

When he turns away, Rachel asks, "You're not going to drink tonight?"

"Rachel, I'm eighteen. I couldn't order a drink here even if I wanted to."

"Right. I forget sometimes."

"And plus, I'm driving."

"Well aren't you the thoughtful one," Rachel giggles as she leans in closer.

"Well, we wouldn't want to get into an accident and scar that lovely face of yours," Quinn teases.

"That wouldn't be the worst thing," she laughs. "Then I could probably get my nose fixed for free."

"Oh shut up. Your nose is perfect."

"All right, here are your drinks." The waiter interrupts them to place their glasses on the table. "Were you both ready to order?"

"Oh! I haven't even looked at the menu yet," Rachel says as she quickly flips through it.

"I think we'll need a few minutes," Quinn smiles sweetly.

"Of course! Take your time. No rush." He winks before walking off again.

"He's completely ignoring me. I think he likes you," Rachel whispers.

"I think you're right," Quinn shrugs. "But he probably wouldn't be that into me if he knew what I was packing underneath this dress."

She smirks, "Should I tell him how much I love it when you drill my mouth with your cock?"

"Rachel!"

After they've finished their meals later in the evening, Rachel sips her third glass of wine and smiles at Quinn. The night has been filled with laughs and jokes for the most part. She's definitely enjoying herself.

The blonde notices a faint blush on her cheeks, probably from the wine, and asks, "Feeling good?"

"Mhmm." She scoots closer to the girl and leans her face on the palm of her hand. "I like being out with you."

"I'm glad."

She takes Quinn's hand in her own and runs the pad of her thumb over her fingers. "You're amazing, Quinn."

"Is there anything else I can get for you, ladies?"

Holy shit, Rachel wants to kill this waiter.

"Just the check please," Quinn asks politely.

"Sure thing!"

They watch as the man scurries off.

"Anyway," Quinn starts. "Thank you for coming out with me, Rach. I feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world right now."

"And I feel like that's not completely true," Rachel says as she brings her hand under the table to lightly scratch Quinn's knee.

Quinn smiles, "Really?"

"Of course."

"All right ladies, here's the check. You two have a wonderful night." He slides the check towards Quinn while throwing another wink at her. He doesn't leave until Rachel clears her throat.

"Can I please murder Waiter John now?" she asks when he's out of earshot.

Quinn chuckles and places some cash inside of the check book. "Don't let it ruin our night, baby."

"Believe me, I'm not."

She feels Rachel's hand creeping up her thigh and gasps, "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes!"

Rachel grabs ahold of her when they stand and makes sure that everyone can see their conjoined hands as they're walking out.

Once they're outside, the younger girl laughs, "Do you want me to wear a leash from now on?"

Rachel winces, "Sorry. I just feel a little insecure when it's obvious that people all around us are staring because they want you."

Quinn frowns as they stop at the car. She tilts Rachel's chin up and kisses her soundly.

"You don't have to worry. As far as I'm concerned, everyone else is invisible to me when you're around."

Both girls climb into the car and Rachel continues, "I know. It's silly, but I guess I'm still in disbelief."

Quinn turns to her, "Disbelief? Of what?"

"That you could have anyone you wanted. And yet, here you are with me."

"Rachel," she says softly. "Do you have any idea how happy I am that you're giving me a chance at all? I've never felt this way about anyone before. I want you and only you."

The woman smiles and leans in to kiss her again. "Baby?"

"Hmm?"

"Take me home."

When they pull in front of the house, Rachel unbuckles her seatbelt and turns to Quinn in confusion, "Aren't you coming in?"

"Inviting me in on the first date? How scandalous of you," Quinn smirks.

Rachel rolls her eyes and chuckles, "Come on. Our date's not over yet."

She gets out of the car and walks up to the door with Quinn right behind her.

Once inside, she heads straight to the kitchen and calls out, "Do you want some wine now?"

"Yes please," Quinn answers as she takes a seat on the couch. This scenario is all too familiar to her. But she smiles when she thinks about how different things are now.

Rachel emerges from the kitchen with two glasses of wine. She hands Quinn one and grabs the remote to turn on the tv.

"I'm just gonna put in some music."

Quinn nods and laughs when it automatically switches to the 90's station. "Nice."

Gettin' Jiggy With It begins to fill the room.

"I guess this is fine. Whatever," Rachel shrugs and sits next to Quinn. "So..."

"So..." the girl copies. She doesn't know why she's so nervous right now.

Rachel takes a sip of her wine before setting it down. She leans into Quinn's side and starts playing with her necklace again. "I'm glad that you're here."

"So am I."

She leans down to place a soft kiss on Quinn's chest. "Thank you for taking me out. We'll go out more, right?"

"Of course." Quinn kisses the top of her head.

She's genuinely surprised that Rachel isn't afraid of them going out in public as a couple. Not that she's complaining. But she's gotten more than she could ever ask for out of the woman.

They continue to sit there in silence, just enjoying each other's presence.

The song switches over and Fade Into You by Mazzy Star starts playing.

Rachel perks up, "Oh my god! I loved this song back when I was in like middle school."

Quinn smiles, "You're such a dork. But that's cute."

"Shut up. I remember they always played it at the school dances. I would get so excited when I heard it, but no one ever asked me to dance."

Frowning, Quinn stands up and looks down at Rachel, who seems confused. "Rachel, would you like to dance with me?" she asks as she holds out a hand. "So I can make up for all those idiots in middle school?"

The woman smiles and takes her hand. They move to the middle of the living room and Quinn wraps her arms around Rachel's waist as they begin to lightly sway together to the music.

Rachel leans her head on Quinn's shoulder and sighs, "You're perfect, you know that?"

"I'm hardly perfect, Rach."

"I know. But you are to me. Or at least for me." She looks up to steal a quick kiss from the blonde.

"So are you," Quinn murmurs as they continue moving to the music.

"I'm really happy that we have this."

The blonde hums her agreement and closes her eyes as she gets lost in Rachel.

"And I still can't believe that I found this with my niece of all people," the woman chuckles.

And Quinn can't believe it either. She never imagined that she would fall in love with her aunt.

She takes a deep breath, "Rachel, I need to tell you something."

Rachel stops moving and steps back to look at her. Was that the wrong thing to say? "What's wrong?"

The blonde sighs, slightly afraid that Rachel doesn't feel the same yet. "There's just something I need to say because I can't really keep it in anymore. And I don't know how you're going to react."

The woman was starting to worry. Was Quinn about to end things with her?

"Baby, what is it?"

The blonde looks down and avoids eye contact. Rachel gently pulls her face up with both hands. "Quinn?"

"I love you," she blurts out.

Rachel blinks and drops her hands to her side. Quinn's not leaving her?

She stands there with her mouth agape, and it's not helping the younger girl's nerves.

"Rachel?"

"You scared me," the woman says suddenly.

"What?" Quinn frowns.

Rachel smiles, "I thought you were about to break up with me."

"Uh, no. I was just, you know, telling you...that I'm in love with you...yeah," she shifts from one foot to another. "So..."

"Oh Quinn." She wraps her arms around the girl's neck and brings their foreheads together. "I love you too. I love you so much."

"Yeah?"

"Of course I do. I've been wanting to tell you when the timing was perfect. But you beat me to it."

"Do you really? Or are you just trying to save me from embarrassment?" Quinn jokes with a smile.

Rachel rolls her eyes, "I'm serious. I've never been so sure about anyone like I am about you. Not even Finn. I'm so in love with you. And it kills me to think that one day you might not want me anymore." She pulls Quinn even closer and doesn't let her go.

"That's impossible. I know that I'm young and I haven't experienced that much in life. But I do know that I love you now and I always will. I promise."

She squeezes Quinn even tighter. She believes her and she feels that her heart could burst at any moment with how happy she is.

"And I know that our situation isn't ideal," the blonde continues. "But this is going to work. You're it for me, Rachel."

Rachel finally pulls away and looks up into those beautiful hazel eyes, "Am I?"

Quinn doesn't hesitate, "Yes."

She gently presses her lips to Quinn's before whispering in her ear, "So prove it."

"What?"

Rachel pulls back and smiles at the confused expression on her adorable face.

Instead of answering her, she takes Quinn by the hand and pulls her to the bedroom, which might as well be their bedroom by now.

The girl suddenly understand and feels a rush of excitement take over. As soon a they're next to the bed, she tilts her head down to take Rachel's lower lip between her own.

As their lips move together, she feels her dress being unzipped from behind and helps the woman out by shrugging it down her body and stepping out of it. She even saves Rachel the hassle of taking off her bra and does it herself.

With the light from the living room creating a dim glow in the bedroom, Rachel has no problem seeing Quinn's body. But she hardly has enough time to ogle before the girl attaches her lips to her pulse point and begins unzipping the dress that she was wearing.

She helps Quinn out as well and as they're taking it off together, Sex And Candy can be heard from the living room and it makes both girls start cracking up.

"Really?" Quinn shakes her head.

Rachel just smiles and finishes pulling the dress off her body. She gasps when her bra is basically ripped off within seconds by an eager blonde.

The two women gaze at each other in nothing but their underwear. And with Rachel being one to never hold back, she's the first to slip herself out of the remaining garment.

Quinn raises her hands and allows Rachel to slide down her briefs. When they're off, she kicks them to the side.

"I'll never get over how attractive you are," the woman says as she drags her hands down Quinn's chest and stomach.

She stops when she hears Baby Got Back start playing.

"Okay, that's enough of that," Rachel huffs before marching to the living room to turn off the tv. When she comes back, Quinn is still standing right where she left her.

"But that was my favorite song," the girl pouts.

"Yeah, right." She goes back to what she was doing and starts leaving a series of kisses over the top of Quinn's chest.

"Mm, and you do have a nice ass, baby," Quinn emphasizes her point by reaching behind and squeezing Rachel's cheeks firmly. She then moves her hands up and runs her nails across the woman's lower back.

When she feels goosebumps break out and Rachel shuddering against her, she asks, "Are you cold?"

"A little."

"Then let's get under the covers."

Rachel liked that idea. She definitely didn't mind getting horizontal with Quinn.