A/N: I seriously just want Quinn and Blaine to be friends.

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or characters.

Title taken from Time To Mend by Barcelona

Blaine is sitting in the choir room alone, thinking about Sectionals, and competing against the Warblers, and seriously, how the hell are they going to pull of Gangnam Style? when Quinn walks in.

"Hey." She smiles when she says it, and Blaine nods at her.

"Hey, Q." Quinn crosses the room and sits next to Blaine.

"It's good to be back. I missed it here." She says absently, and Blaine shrugs.

"You should come back more often, then." Quinn hums in acknowledgement, and they sit in silence for awhile, a bit awkward, until Blaine clears his throat. "How's Yale treating you?"

Quinn sighs, smiles, "Good. Really good, actually. I like it there a lot."

Blaine nods, "That's good." Another pause, "You grew your hair long again."

"I did, yes."

"I like it better short."

Quinn laughs, tugs at the ends of her hair, "Me too."

There's another silence, though not awkward this time. Quinn is the one to finally break it.

"So, how are you doing?" Her voice is tentative, unsure.

Blaine shrugs, says, "I don't know, with Sectionals coming up and the song choices being...what they are, I don't know how much of a chance we have. And Marley is so stressed lately, I'm really starting to worry about her-"

Quinn cuts him off. "Blaine," She rests her hand on his shoulder. "I was asking about how you were doing."

The silence stretches on this time, longer than the last two, and Blaine takes a shuddering breath in and lets it out slowly. "So you heard."

"Everyone heard." Quinn scoffs, immediately regrets it, feels Blaine tense beside her.

"Are you here to tell me you hate me, then?" He asks, voice guarded and so, so vulnerable that Quinn's heart aches.

"I could never hate you, Blaine." She pauses, then adds, "No one hates you."

"Kurt does." It's quiet, spoken in a whisper.

Quinn presses her lips together and rubs her hand along Blaine's back soothingly. "No, honey, he doesn't."

Blaine sighs, angry and frustrated. "God, Quinn, yes, yes he does, he has every right to, I cheated on him, I cheated on him, I'm so stupid, god, I'm so stupid." He turns his face into Quinn's shoulder and cries, Quinn's arms coming up around his shoulders and holding him, rocking slightly.

This is why Quinn came back to Lima. She wasn't going to, at first, she said she would but she didn't want to, there was nothing here for her anymore. But then she heard, about Blaine and what he did, and she knew Blaine would need someone to lean on, someone to understand.

She holds Blaine while he sobs, pets at his back soothingly, and wonders if maybe she would have held together better if there was someone there for her who she could relate to.

Eventually, Blaine composes himself, wipes his eyes on his sleeves, and takes a deep breath, says, "I'm sorry, Quinn."

"What for?"

"Crying all over you, losing it like that, I just…" He trails off, staring at the ground, ashamed, Quinn realizes. He's ashamed.

"Blaine, it's okay. Really. I get it." She says, trying her best to sound comforting.

Blaine scoffs this time, says, "You get it?"

Quinn hums, nods. "I assume Kurt told you about our sophomore year?"

"He mentioned it, yes."

"So you know about what I did?"

"Yes, I do, but, Quinn, no offense," He rubs a hand over his face, sighs. "I don't really think we're experiencing the same thing here."

Quinn says, "No, I think you're right. I lost my body for nine months, then I lost my child. My own flesh and blood. You might lose the love of your life. I mean, I know who I feel more sorry for," She arches an eyebrow at him, "And it sure as hell isn't me."

Blaine looks at her then, and lets out a bitter sort of laugh. "So you're pitying me."

Quinn shakes her head, "No, Blaine, I'm not. I'm here to help you. You say our situations are different, I completely agree. But, Blaine, why exactly did you cheat on Kurt?"

"Because…because I thought I was losing him. I couldn't handle losing him, it would kill me, it is killing me, so I just...tried to prove to myself I was okay without him. That I would be okay without him." Blaine is blinking rapidly now, trying desperately not to cry. "I'm not, though. I needed him so much that I purposefully lost him, and I just…" He wipes his eyes, laughs, "I'm sorry, this isn't making any sense."

Quinn gives him a small smile and reaches for his hand, squeezing it comfortingly. "When I cheated on Finn, then again on Sam, it was because I didn't believe in myself, because I needed to be wanted, to be needed. You cheated on Kurt because you needed him too much, and thought you were losing him. You cheated on him because you were insecure, Blaine, and I cheated on Finn and Sam because I was insecure. So, yes, Blaine, our situations are different. I'm not potentially losing the love of my life, and you're sure as hell not going to get pregnant. We're dealing with different things, but Blaine, in ways, we're exactly the same. So I understand, mostly." She closes her eyes for a moment, then continues, "Finn once told me that if you cheat on a person, it's because you don't really love them. That was right, for me. I never really, truly loved Finn or Sam. But it's different for you, you cheated on Kurt because you love him too much. And the minute I heard, I just thought, God, it was so hard for me to lose Finn and Sam, but we had no where near what Blaine and Kurt had, what they have. I can't imagine what Blaine is going through. So that's why I'm here, with you, and not with Kurt. Because I understand, Blaine. I understand that Kurt is heartbroken, but I know that you are too. And on top of being heartbroken, you're hating yourself. And I've definitely been there. So I do understand, and I'm here to help you, Blaine."

There's a silence, heavy in the air, and Quinn hears Blaine sniff, hears his breath catch, and she looks at him. Tears are streaming from his eyes, and he looks...relieved. Grateful. He breathes, so quietly in a voice completely broken, "Thank you, Quinn." Then they're hugging, Blaine clutching onto her so tight, and Quinn holds him, rocking back and forth (as much as the chairs allow), hums low in his ear, and knows he'll be okay.

I think Quinn and Blaine have a lot in common, and I think Quinn could have really helped Blaine with the whole cheating thing.

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