"Do you have a boyfriend, Quinn?" She asked, making Quinn stir in her sleep. Rachel mentally slapped herself. She just asked a really personal, stupid question in the middle of the night. What the hell was wrong with her?

Quinn mumbled something and shook her head.

"I'm sorry can you repeat that?" Rachel inquired, leaning over the side of the cot. Quinn sighed, and starting rubbing her eyes.

"I don't really play for that team, Rachel." Quinn said, sitting up against the side of the wall. Rachel's heart started pounding.

"You're lesbian?" Quinn smiled, and nodded. She raised her eyebrows, as to inquire "are you"?

Rachel blushed. "I don't know... recently I've
been questioning that myself." Did she just say that? Rachel shuddered to herself. She was being a total idiot.

"Got yourself a certain someone?" Quinn asked. She looked over at Rachel, and their eyes met. Quinn winked, sending a shiver down her spine.

Rachel watched as Quinn got up off of her cot, and pulled her blanket off. Rachel noticed how the orange jumpsuit fit her perfectly, showing off her curves and her beautifully skinny body. She froze as Quinn walked the short distance to Rachel's cot, and leaned close to her. Quinn tilted her lips forward, until she was centimeters away from Rachel's luscious lips. She veered away from them, breathing against Rachel's ear.

Throughout all of this, Rachel was turned on like never before. If there was ever a time she was certain about her sexuality, it was now, and she wanted Quinn Fabray to be hers.

"You're beautiful." Quinn whispered, the words vibrating against her neck. "I want to be with you, Rach."

And with those words, Rachel woke up, confused. It took her a second to realize that that whole fantasy had been a dream. She frowned and turned her head, seeing Quinn exactly as she was, underneath the blanket, on her cot.

She let out a sigh of sexual frustration.