I do not own Artie , Quinn or any character. I do not own glee.

Hey, mi name is Kary and this is my first fanfic. It's Quartie centered, (because i love them ) but it will also have some Santana/Finn Puck/Rachel moments.

Kurt is not a favorite of mine…Tina either so they're not gonna be in this story as much as the others.

I'm mexican, so english it's not my native language, but I decided to writte this in this language because i wanted to have more readers, and to practice my english. Feel free to let me know any mistake (or letting me know if you like what I wrote), I hope you enjoy this.

Principal Figgings wasn't the biggest fan of the club;it was about the most obvious thing ever…so when he asked Will Shuester to put toguether some performances for the mother's day event he was greatly surprised.

-But is in….like a week or something- Puck said, seriously angry.

In fact, no one in the club seemed thrilled at all… not even Rachel, who always was all crazy about getting the solos in every single number.

-Mr. Shuester I know that you always do your best to put me down and all…but don't you think is a little insensitive of yours to ask me to do something for my mother…if i don't have one?

- You do have one Rachel, I don't- Kurt pointed out , without looking at her.

-And I don't really feel like singing to mine after she kicked me out of my house for almost an entire year- Quinn added in a sarcastic tone- the relationship between us is not that great yet.

- Guys…I can´t believe you. Your Mothers gave you everything…from life, to food…an education…and you can't perform a couple of songs for them? And I know is difficult for you Kurt, but you can do it for the sake of the team…they're your friends, right?

Kurt didn't answer, he just let out a bitter laugh.

-It's your fault she died ,anyways- Brittany said, from the back of the room- She died after the heartattack she had because she loved you too much, didn't she?

Santana gave her "the look". Brittany didn't know why, but everytime that Santana looked at her like that it meant she was in trouble.

I don't think you know what this means to us- Will said, hopeless- if we do something great, like REALLY great , Figgins would finally accept that we are worth the Money the School gives us to keep the program alive…and we will be able to finally leave all the "they will cancel de club "drama behind.

Yeah, whatever, let's do it- Tina said, interested just in her boyfriend Mike Chang ;she was currently giving him a look like she can barely contain herself from kissing him-my mom won't come to the reunion anyways , she says that those events are a waste of time.

-I'm really sorry Tina- Will said nervously- but some of your moms will be happy to attend, right?- as he had no answer, Will watched across the room searching for a little help- like Artie's. Right Artie? I bet she likes to see you sing- he thought Artie was his best shot because he didn't scream like the others did.

- Actually I don't think she will come either- he said, in a really low voice, it actually sounded like he had a really bad cold- she doesn't live in this town.

Every one seemed surprised…Artie didn't live with his mom? Why?

-But… - Will tried his best to brake the unconfortable silence he had created – she will come if you ask her right?

- She doesn't really care about what I want her to do – he said befote living the room abruptly.

Everyone remained solemn, feeling sympathetic towards their friend.

-Mine is too busy too- Brittany interrupted-She is in a secret mission in Ecuador.

-My mom will be happy to be here, Mr Shue- Mercedes said, feeling bad for his teacher-and Finn's too.

Finn just nodded.

-Mine will have to cancel a couple of appointments, but I can make her do it- Santana felt she needed to clean the hot mess Brittany was doing with her comments.

-If I make mine come…it has to be really good. I don't want her to feel dissapointed, after I told her someday I will buy her a house with the money I am going to make from my music- Puck warned, really serious.

-It is going to be awesome, man- Sam really wanted to be friends with Puck, after the jew found out what had happened between him and Quinn- I have a couple of ideas that…

-I would rather drink my own pee, thank you very much, blondie- Puck gave him a really fake smile.

-I'll make sure to save seats for your mothers-Will interrupted. Sam, Puck, Santana, Mercedes, and Finn nodded.

-Mine doesn't like the music bussiness. She says is just for hippies- Mike Chang turned red.

-I will save the complete front row…so your dads and sibilings can come if they want to…and just in case Artie's mother shows up.

Every one felt bad after the mention of Artie. They couldn't understand why a mother would leave his son…a son that really needed her.

They didn't notice, because every one was lost in their one thoughts…but Quinn Fabray really looked like she was about to cry.

I always wanted Alice to be my mom…she was so sweet all the time She was thinking, heartbroken.

The bell rang. Everyone hurried up , trying to make it into their next class in time. Rachel even hit Will in her way out…and she didn't take time to apologize. Everyone was in a hurry…but a certain blond.

-See you in class, Quinn- Will said taking his books from the piano.

-Actually Mr. Shue…I can't make it into the Spanish class.

-Really? – Quinn wasn't the kind of student that skipped a class on purpose…in fact she never skipped a class for anything-Why?

- I need to talk to him…-after the confused look her teacher gave her, she understood she wasn't being clear- Artie. Is really important.

-I didn't tknow you were close to him…in fact you have always ignored …- after Quinn's eyes adopted a really pained expresion, he knew he had thought out loud.

-I…-her voice was shaking- He's my best friend- and he was , she really believed it. It didn't matter how many years she had spent away from was never able to find someone who cared about her the way he did.

-You can give me today's work the next class- he said.

-Thank you, Mr Shue- she tried to smile…and it was an epic fail.

She found him, ten minutes later, sitting near the football field.

-Hey, Arthur- she said, sitting beside him. It felt like 8 years ago. He liked to be called like that when they were little…well al least when it was Quinn who did it. It made him feel all grown up and important.

-How the hell did you find me, Quinnie? – he was really upset…but he called her Quinnie, like the good old times…that was a good sign, right?- I'm sorry…I called you Quinnie, probably you hate it now.

-Love it , actually- she turned red…she felt like she had told Artie that she loved him- I remember that you like to go outside when you need to think. You love fresh air and open spaces… even more after the…-she stopped abruptly. She didn't know if he was okay talking about "that" now.

-The accident. After spending the summer between the hospital and the therapy I felt I couldn't even breathe…

-So I took you to the park in the first chance I got

-I'm sorry you got in such a big trouble…it was my idea after all. My father almost sued you for kidnaping me.

-But your mom didn't let him- she said softly- Artie, I remember your mom was everything for you, it was like your god or something…what happened?

-How clearly do you remember the months after the accident?-He asked , without looking at her.