A/N: Here is a new story I have flying around in my head. Let me know if you think I should continue with it. For those who are reading my other story, I have not abandoned it! I am still working on it. Hopefully I will post it soon.

A/N: I do not own glee or it's characters.

"Oh my god... Oh my god.. QUINN! Where are you?!" Brittany squealed as she ran out of her bedroom, that she shared with Santana.

Quinn ran out of their shared office to where she heard Brittany last, "Brittany where are you?" Quinn yelled back with a panic in her voice. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm perfectly fine Q, why would you ask me that?" Brittany asked as she spotted Quinn coming in the living room.

"Well for starters you were screaming-slash-squealing and you kept yelling 'Oh my god' . Which generally means you are in distress." Quinn huffed out as she plopped down on the loveseat. "So now that I know you not in any immediate danger, please do tell what has you squealing with delight."

"Yeah sorry about that." Brittany frowned as she sat next to Quinn. "I am just go so excited! I couldn't control what was coming out of me!"

"It's okay B, just tell me what has you so excited." Quinn said as she patted Brittany's leg trying to comfort her and then leaned into her side.

"Oh, thats right! Q you're never going to believe what Sanny just did!" Quinn motioned for her to continue. "Sanny just asked me to marry her!" Quinn could barely understand the last few words Brittany said, but she was able to put it all togehter and soon joined Brittany into the screaming celebration.

"Oh my god Brittany! Way to bury the lead! Congratulations. It's about San asked you, y'all have been together forever now!"

"I heard that!" Santana bellowed from the kitchen, where she was busting out their good Champaign, "You can't rush perfection, and our relationship is pure perfection! Now let's toast to my beautiful fiance!" Santana finished softly as she cast loving glances towards Brittany.

Quinn, Brittany, and Santana all grew up together in the small town of Lima, Ohio. They ran their school with an iron fist, the three of them were on the national ranked cheerleading team known around the country as the Cheerios. Quinn was the head cheerio or better known as 'head bitch in charge' or queen bee. Santana was her second in comand or inforcer, while Brittany was the one who brought the heart to the group, atleast that is what the kids at their school thought.

All three of them had struggles from home, Quinn and Santana both came from strict Catholic homes. Santana's family seemed to turn a blind eye to what was going on between her and Brittany. Their view was that as long as she didn't acknowledge it and they didn't acknowledge it then it wasn't happening, once some one brought it 'out of the closet' persay, then they would have a problem. That didn't mean that Santana had it easy, she still had to worry that one day her parent's would change their minds and decided that she wasn't worth the risk. Santana walk on egg shells while at home, all she needed to do was make it through high school then she could leave and never look back. That was the same plan Quinn lived by in high school, although her family wasn't as passive as Santana's. Both of her parents have a drinking problem and often took their anger out on each other and that included her. Quinn had learned early on how to conceal bruises from her fathers hand. She had learned to play the roll that was expected of her, she kept her thoughts and feeling to herself. All she had to do was make it 4 years before she could be her true self and never turn back. Brittany didn't have the strict Catholic family upbringing that both Santana and Quinn had, no she had parent's who would rather spend their time traveling the world then dealing with their child. The Pierce family often left Brittany in the care of her nanny.

Come May 2012 Brittany, Quinn, and Santana packed everything the could fit into Santana's Yukon and a small Uhaul and left for New York. They had all been accepted to colleges in New York City; Brittany was accepted to Juilliard to study dance, Santana was accepted into Columbia's Pre-med program and Quinn was accepted to NYU's art department. Luckily for them their parent's all held up their part of the unspoken deal to pay for their colleges, no questions asked. They just had to come up with the money to live and survive in the city. The three of them were smart enough to work and save every penny they made while in high school, so they had a nice little nest egg for when they first got the city.

*&*

"Rachel!" Kurt squealed as he ran into the appartment from the roof top terrace, "You're not going to believe what just happened!"

Rachel was sitting in the window seat that looked out on the city around them. She had a quilt and one of her favorite books, enjoying the noise from below while she read and just relaxed. It was one of those rare moments where she didn't have a show, interviews, or a photo shoot to attend too. Rachel heard the excitement in Kurts voice as he ran in from upstairs, she knew he wasn't in any danger and had a pretty good idea what had him so excited. So Rachel decided to let him come to her, she neatly put her book mark in her book and then set it gently on the side table text to her before turning to face the direction Kurt was coming from. "Rachel there you are! Oh my god! The best thing just happened to me!" Kurt exclaimed as he ran to sit by her.

"Well don't hold out on me know Kurt! Tell me what has you squealing with delight." Rachel laughed out, she loved seeing her best friend so happy.

"Blaine asked me to marry him!" Kurt screamed out as he bounced around in his seat.

"I'm so happy for you guys!" Rachel matched his enthusiasm as she pulled him into a hug. "Congratulations!"

"So I'm guessing he told you." Blaine said as he walked into the room, he had a giant smile plastered across his face.

"Yes he did." Rachel smiled as she stood up to pull Blaine into a hug, "Congratulations, you better treat him right! I love you both so much." Rachel said as she pulled out of her embrace with Blaine.

Rachel, Blaine and Kurt have been roommates for the better part of six years. Rachel was a New York City native, she was born in the Bronx and moved from burrow to burrow before her parents finally settled in the Upper West Side in Manhattan. When she graduated High school and started at NYADA she decided to move out of her parents house and into an apartment with one of her new bff's from school, Kurt. She didn't move far, they got an apartment in Greenwich. Rachel wanted her freedom, but also wanted to stay close to her Dad's. She ended up getting a full scholarship to NYADA, so the money that she was going to use on tuition was able to go towards the rent.

Rachel and Kurt surprisingly hit it off right away when they met at their freshman orientation. Kurt was trying to escape the close-mindedness of his small town, while Rachel never knew what living in a small town was like her dad's both came from small towns and often they would tell her what it was like growing up gay in those area's. Kurt only went to NYADA for a year before he decided to transfer to Parsons to pursue he dream of working in the fashion industry. He loved musicals, but he knew he would never be 'leading man' material and if he was being completely honest with himself, he was only truly happy when he was designing a new outfit.

Blaine got added to the roommate mix the following year, when he graduated and moved to New York to be with Kurt. He was also from the same small town as Kurt. Blaine didn't go to NYADA like Rachel and Kurt, even though he loved musicals and broadway he just love music more. So he attended NYU and studied music.

*&*

It had been about a week since Brittany and Santana got engaged, so Quinn that it was time to sit them down and talk about their living situation. She had been thinking about it long before the engagement happened, just didn't know how to bring it up to her best friends. Quinn felt it was time to move out on her own, become a true adult one might say. She felt bad for thinking it for the longest time, because since she can remember its been Santana, Brittany and her against the world. But she knew Brittany was doing well in the shows she was in, so she knew that if she did decided to move out it wouldn't leave Santana and Brittany struggling to pay the rent. Santana made very little money, she tended bar a few nights a week but her main priority was studying. She was accepted to Columbia medical school.

So here she was sitting at the island in the kitchen, drinking her morning coffee waiting for Santana and Brittany to make their morning appearance so she could break the news to them that she was looking for another place to live.

"Morning..." Santana grumbled as she made her way to the Kurieg machine to make her morning coffee. Brittany was a morning person so she skipped into the kitchen and poured herself some orange juice as she sat with Quinn at the island. She knew not to say much until Santana had her coffee.

"Hey S and Britt, do you mind if I talk to y'all really quick..." Quinn said nervously, she wasn't sure how to even broach the topic of moving out. But she knew she need to let them know sooner rather than later, because she had a meeting with her realtor today to look at a few houses and apartments.

"Is it a serious talk? Because if it is I'mma need more coffee." Santana said as she eyed Quinn suspiciously.

"Depends on what you think is serious... " Quinn mumbled.

"Well is it more along the line of 'incurable disease' or 'radical new haircut'?" Brittany asked as she put cream cheese on her bagel.

"Wow..." Quinn laughed, "If you put it on that scale its more towards the radical new haircut.."

"Can we just get on with this conversation." Santana huffed out, "I would rather not spend all morning if this 'talk' is serious or not and rather just have the damn talk already!"

"So more coffee for you..." Quinn trailed off as she hopped out of her seat to make Santana another cup. "Anyways, I wanted to kind of see what y'all think about me... umm... I don't know... maybe umm... getting my own place?" Quinn mumbled that last part making both Brittany and Santana strain to hear here.

"You want to move out? Why?" Brittany asked quietly. Santana just looked at her like she wanted to slap her for making Brittany so sad.

"Yeah Q! Seriously why would you want to move out? If its about us having sex on your bed... Because you know we'll stop if it upsets you that much..."

"No, it's nothi.. Wait what?! You had sex on my bed?" Quinn looked mortified, "Why? Why would you have sex in my room?! You have your own god damn room! Shit I don't care if you have sex all of the fucking apartment, but my bed! Thats just fucking wrong!" Quinn was currently thinking about possibly burning her sheets and her bed.

"It wasn't like we did it often... Just a handful of times." Brittany shrugged. "We just like to switch it up every now and then..."

"Okay... Let's not talk about this right now..." Quinn shivered as she tried to un-hear what Brittany and Santana just told her. "Moving on... It had nothing to do with that, but now that you tell me that... ugh... Anyways, I just feel like it's time. Plus Santana is always complaining about me leaving my art stuff laying around and I would really like to have a studio in my house, this way when I get a creativity burst in the middle night I can work. I was going to look at least four bedroom houses this way y'all would have your own room when you stay the night... I just think its time..." Quinn shrugged as she struggled to get her point across. She didn't know how to explain it. All she knew was she had this gut feeling telling her it was time for her to fly on her own for awhile.

"I guess I get it..." Santana all but whispered. She did... she really did, but that didn't mean she had to like the idea. Quinn is her best friend, possibly even her soul mate. Yeah sure Brittany was the love of her life, but Quinn was her person. They had been through so much together, in he beginning it was them and some how she knew in the end it would be them. They always had each other's back, she was going to miss living with Quinn.

"Okay!" Brittany said as she clapped her hands together. "So we make a mandatory family dinner once a week and make sure to cherish the time we spend together that much more."

"Sounds good Britt!." Santana said as she tried to be happy for her friend. "So when are you going to start your hunt for a new place?"

"I actually have a meeting set up for this afternoon to go look at a few places." as Quinn said it she saw the Latina deflate a little bit. "Just so y'all know I'm not leaving Manhatten..." Quinn said trying to make it easier on her best friend.

*&*

"Rachel I just don't understand why you think you need to move out!" Kurt huffed as he sat down on her bed, while Rachel continued to pack up her books. "It's not like we are getting married tomorrow."

"I know Kurt..." Rachel sighed as she stood up from where she was and walked to sit down next to her best friend. "I just feel like its the right thing to do... I can't really explain it, something is just telling me that its time for me to move on."

"But your moving back in with your dad's! Thats not really moving on... Isn't that kind of like moving back?" Kurt questioned her trying to get her to stay.

"No not really, because by me moving back in with my dads I can save some extra money and maybe save up to put a down payment on my own place..." Rachel said as she curled into Kurts side.

"I still don't understand... But if you feel you must, I guess the only thing I can do is support you on it." Kurt was torn. A part of him knew why she wanted to do this, but the selfish part of him didn't care. Rachel was his first true friend, the first to accept him completely for who he was and not care.

"Thanks Kurt... Hey how bout we schedule weekly dinners?" Rachel said trying to easy her best friends hurt just a little.

"Sounds like a date and you will be helping me plan my wedding." Kurt stated.

"I think I can manage that... We'll be okay.. right Kurt?"

"Yeah... There's no tearing us apart!"

*&*

3 Weeks Later:

"Now Quinn, I know when we talked about your wants and needs for finding the perfect home for yourself, that you said you didn't want anything to big." the Realtor paused to make sure she had Quinn's attention. They had seen a good fifteen different potential houses and apartments and Quinn had managed to pick apart everyone of them. They were currently walking down a street filled with four story brownstones in a nice small neighborhood in the Upper West Side. Under normal circumstances Quinn would never be able to afford a place like this, but since she had a substantial down payment and this place just happen to be a foreclosure it was in her price range. "But this place has a down stairs apartment to rent out to help off set your mortgage and it has everything you want plus more."

"Well I guess we should give it a look." Quinn said as she followed Samantha, her realtor, up the steps to the door. "I'm not to keen on having a tentant, but I guess it would help. Now is this place with in my price range with or without the tentant?" Quinn wanted to make sure if she decided not to go that route if she would still be able to afford this place, it definitely looked like it was outside her budget.

"Without a tentant you can still afford this place comfortably. I guess we should talk price, this four story brownstone is actually on the low end of your budget at $1,750,000, now I actually think we can bring it down a little more to maybe $1,250,000. There is some work that needs to be done to it. Now you would occupy the top three floors, while the basement would be a rental, if you choose to go that route. It does have it's own entrance completely. There are seven potential bedrooms, six and a half baths, a study, and a mudroom just to list a few of the things it has."

"Seven bedrooms..." Quinn whispered in awe. She knew she could afford a nice place for herself, even at the young age of twenty-three she was doing quite well for herself. But she never imagined having a place like this. As she walked through and looked at every small detail of the house, Quinn knew she was in love and was going to get it. She loved the idea of getting to fix it up and make it her own. There wasn't any major renovations that she would have to do, all small things. On the main floor, in what would be her living room, there was a small little window seat. She could see herself sitting down and losing herself in a book while she looked out over the street. Or the kitchen, yeah it needed some updating but she could see cooking huge meals with Brittany and Santana. She finally came to a room that looked like it use to be the library or study and immediately she could imagine built ins all around the room and turing it into just that. The house still had all original wood floors, they just needed to be resanded and sealed.

Quinn walked around the house for a good two hours, getting completely lost in it's history and her imagination. When she realized she had been walking around so long she decided to go looking for Samantha and let her know that she was very much interested in this house. Quinn found her realtor outside talking to what looked like the neighbors. So she made her way out to introduce herself.

"Leroy it looks like someone is finally looking at buying the house next door." Hiram said as he craned his neck to look out the window of their bedroom on the second floor. "She looks awful young though... Maybe she is going to flip it and resell it..." He mumbled to himself.

"You never know Hiram, these young people now and days have the drive to accomplish things at a young age." Leroy said as he sat to get his shoes on, they were planning on going on a walk. The weather was perfect outside.

On their way out they ran into the realtor and decided to chat her up and see what they could learn about this young woman looking at purchasing this property.

"Why hello there!" Hiram said as he shut the door of their house and made their way down their steps. "My name is Hiram and this is my husband Leroy. Are you looking to buy this house?" Hiram was never one to beat around the bush, he liked it better if you just got right down to business.

This caught Samantha off gaurd, she was currently looking through her iPad for some other listings she could possibly show Quinn just incase she didn't like this one. "Oh hi!" The realtor said as she put her iPad away and extended her hand to the men. "My name is Samantha and I'm the realtor, I have a client that I hope is interested in buying this gem. This is the longest we've stayed at one place, so I'm going to take that as a good thing."

"Well lets hope so! I hate having this house sit vacant for so long, it seems like such a waste." Leroy said as her gestured to the house.

"Hey Samantha, I really..." Quinn trailed off when she saw that her realtor was in the middle of a conversation with two men in their Fifties. "Oh, I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to interrupt." Quinn said as she walked to stand next to Samantha. "Hi, my name is Quinn." She greeted as she stuck her hand out.

"I'm Leroy and this is my husband Hiram. I hope you liked the house!"

"I actually loved it! I was hoping to put an offer in today." Quinn said as she looked over to Samantha.

"I think we can manage that. Why don't we head to my office and figure out how to proceed. Let me just make sure everything is locked up first." Samantha said as she walked up to the house.

"Sounds good." Quinn smiled before turning back to them men that she just met. "Do you guys live around here?"

"Yeah we live right next door, so your potential neighbors." Hiram said with a smile.

"So what do you do for a living Quinn?" Leroy was quite nosey. Hiram elbowed him to warn him to stop. "What?! It's just a question to get to know our potential neighbor." Quinn just giggled at the men, they were very cute together.

"It's okay really... I'm an artist, but I also work at MOMA to help supplement my income a little. I also own my own studio where I sell my own pieces and teach a little on the side."

"I love art!" Leroy squealed, "I think we will become great friends." he said causeing both Hiram and Quinn to laugh.

"Alright, everything is locked up. Are you ready to go, Quinn?" Samantha said as she came walking down the front steps.

"Yes ma'am. It was very nice to meet you guys, hopefully I will be your neighbor soon!" Quinn said as she walked towards her realtor.

"You guys ready to go?" Rachel said as she bound down the stair.

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Nicky