I haven't updated the other story as of yet as I've just finished my first year of University and I just needed to relax for a while due to the fact that I've been busy moving out of my university halls and working on the weekends. This idea popped into my head suddenly and I just had to write it. A future fic as you may notice. Some chapters may be set weeks later than the previous, or years even. I like the idea of focusing on the most important parts of a relationship which I hope I'm able to transform into words through this story.
I'm also still reeling from the most recent Game of Thrones :( Starks!
Reviews are more than welcome.
It was 2016 when Quinn graduated from Yale with a 4 year postgraduate joint degree in English and Drama. It was then that she decided to fully depart from Connecticut and fully move to concrete jungle of New York, closer to several of her closest friends.
It was 2016 when she managed to score a decent apartment to rent in Williamsburg through the help of a friend at Yale whose father was in the estate business. This meant she wasn't far from Bushwick where Rachel and Kurt were nearing the end of their standard NYADA course, Santana also. The money she had picked up through working three summer jobs annually since she left Lima and part of her inheritance went towards the rent. Russell Fabray was also trying to wheel his way back into Quinn and her mother's life slowly therefore he put a few numbers towards the apartment.
It was 2016 when Quinn saw Santana for the first time in 6 months in Bushwick. That day, Santana took Quinn on what felt like a date to the cinema and ended up hating the film they paid to see. It was that day that they went to dinner in Manhattan. It was that night that Santana kissed Quinn in Times Square and returned to the apartment in Bushwick. Although they were partially intoxicated, Quinn let Santana do what the Latina did best. Their "two time thing" became a "three time thing."
It was 2016 when Quinn went home to Lima for the first time in almost a year. She feared seeing her father in the doorway of the Fabray household but instead she saw Judy, smiling from ear to ear at seeing her baby. Her mother had changed into a more independent lady. She had a brilliant job as an Estate agent and the bills were long gone. She stopped drinking completely, the house looked brighter than Quinn had ever seen it. There was no sign of her father and Judy reminded Quinn that he was trying to get into their good books but wasn't successful. Her mother had actually begun dating whilst Quinn was in her final semester and found a man named John who was a Doctor whose marriage broke down and he had a son from that marriage.
Quinn Fabray woke up in her old bedroom in Lima. She was due to fly back to New York in a few days time and whilst her biggest aim in life was to get out of Ohio, she still missed her home every now and then. Today was the day she was to finally meet John and his son as Judy had invited them over to get to know each other. She was in no way hesitant towards the idea of seeing her mother's boyfriend who could actually end up being her step-father and she could gain a brother through this. Quinn was actually excited to see the man who made her Mother feel happier about her life.
She left her bedroom in her pyjamas and descended to the kitchen where she saw Judy looking like a 50s housewife, her hair was up, she had an apron on and she was rummaging through a collection of pots and pans. "Morning, sweetheart" She turned around, "I already made you breakfast." The older blonde put a plate down onto their kitchen table.
"Mom, you didn't need to make me breakfast." Quinn sat down at the table; the plate had egg laid onto a piece of toast with bacon on the side. Quinn knew that her mother used to drink when she was nervous but she was no longer under the regime of Russell Fabray; Judy had substituted drink with cooking and Quinn appreciated this change.
"It's the least I could do. Whilst I am excited about John and Michael coming over this evening, I am a tad nervous so I'm doing what I do best." Judy was stirring something inside a pan on the cooker. It smelt great, there was no denying that.
Michael. A typical name for a boy the same age as her, graduated from Brown with a degree in Chemistry. Quinn had an idea about what the father-son pair looked like. Her best guess was that they were probably both brown haired, tall, Michael was probably nerdy looking- a spitting image of his father who probably had glasses-
"You have a lot in common with Michael." Judy interrupted Quinn's thought process. "He's athletic, you're both Ivy League graduates, both good looking…"
"No need to flatter me, Mother." Quinn smirks, biting into a piece of bacon. "Is anyone else from school in town?"
"Well Finn Hudson is still in Ohio but I did hear that your friend Mercedes has returned and Maribel told me that Santana's back for a couple of days" Quinn's eyes darted towards her Mother.
"Santana's back?" She asked brightly, getting up from the table.
"I thought you knew-"
"I didn't!" Quinn smiled excitedly. "I wasn't aware of this. I haven't seen her for about 2 months." The younger blonde began to make a move for the stairs.
"Quinn, your breakfast" Judy called her. Her daughter came sprinting back and grabbed the remainder of the toast, scooping the last of the eggs and bacon. "I love you" She kissed her mother's cheek. "I will be back before this evening" She ran back towards the stairs.
A few hours later.
Quinn waited in The Lima Bean with a cup of coffee between her hands. She took a sip of it but her eyes were distracted as a darker haired girl entered the café. Her eyes set on Quinn and both of their faces illuminated at seeing each other. "Q" Santana said softly as the blonde stood up from her seat and they hugged so tightly that Quinn's collar bone dug into Santana's neck.
Santana ordered her drink and she retrieved it from the worker behind the counter. "You couldn't have picked a better place" Santana giggled a little.
"Well it could only be The Lima Bean" Quinn lifted the cup to her lips as Santana took off her jacket and hung it on the back of the chair.
"I've missed you." Santana smiles sweetly at Quinn who placed her half empty coffee onto the table.
"I've missed you too Santana. I didn't know you were coming back to Lima for a few days." Quinn responded.
"I could say the same to you, Fabray. We didn't really talk after that night. I was kinda worried that it wasn't awkward" Santana's mouth quirks and she bites her lip hoping that the reason the girls had not communicated in a couple of months wasn't down to their third sexual encounter.
"No, no Santana. I was quite the opposite actually. I just got caught up in the whole finding a job that my degree actually contributed to and Mom constantly begged me to come home for a few days. So I did." Quinn explained to which Santana sighed in relief.
"How's Judy doing? My Mom told me that your Dad tried to get back into the family." Santana took regular sips of her coffee as Quinn was nearing the end of her cup.
"Oh my father is out of the picture as far I'm concerned but my mother is doing quite well. She has a.. boyfriend" Quinn whispered as if they were back in school. Santana almost spat out her coffee.
"Oh my god, give me the details. Details, Q!" She urged her friend on and Quinn happily obliged.
"His name is John, he's a Doctor and he has a son who is apparently my age called Michael." Quinn began, "Apparently Michael and I have a lot in common according to my Mom. We're both Ivy League graduates, athletic apparently. The idea of what he looks like is slowly changing in my mind."
"Well he sounds like someone you should be dating."
"Ew, no. He could be my step-brother in a matter of months. Plus, Mom has invited them to dinner tonight so I can meet them."
"You best call me afterwards, I wanna hear all about it." Santana orders as Quinn traces her name which was written on the cup when she ordered it.
"I will. I promise." There was a silence between them. Both of them had finished their coffees but it wasn't awkward. They were just appreciating each other's company. Santana actually never took her eyes of Quinn, who stared at the scenes in the Lima Bean.
"When are you going back to New York?" Quinn asked, breaking the silence.
"Saturday, you?"
"Friday."
"Not long left for us both in Lima then. Back to Rachel and Kurt for me, back to Williamsburg for you." Santana sighed. A part of her really hated that the pair of them cut things off quite so soon after having sex. A part of her was hoping it was actually going to develop into more than just sex.
"You should come and stay with me in Williamsburg for a couple of days." Quinn suggested. This startled Santana.
"What?" She asked, stunned.
"You heard me. Instead of going back to Bushwick when we return to New York, come and stay at my place in Williamsburg for a week. I can't imagine staying with Kurt and Rachel after graduation is the most amazing thing in the world." Quinn explains. Her eyes look hopeful and she is right. Staying with Kurt and Rachel for over 3 years has been a mixed experience and maybe staying with Quinn would relieve her of the more mornings with the two princesses singing Streisand at 6am.
"Okay. That's great. Thanks, Q." Santana smiles widely. "I'll call them and let them know that I'll only be stopping by."
"Excellent." Quinn says simply. She looks at the clock on her phone. "I should get going. I suppose I should be helping my Mom out. She's probably out of her mind because of how nervous she is." The blonde stands up and Santana does the same.
"Oh okay. Well I hope you have a good evening and I'll call you later on, yeah?" Santana asks and Quinn nods. The two hug again tightly and they depart again.
Later that evening.
"Quinnie! They're here!" Judy calls from the hallway. Quinn appears at the top of the stairs wearing a light blue dress and a headband with her hair down. She skips down the stairs quickly and stands by the stairs as Judy waits for the knock on the door.
Judy jumps as they hear the sound of the knocker against the door. She fidgets excitedly and opens the door.
"Good evening, John." She greets the man on the other side of the door politely. Quinn waits for a moment as the man who could play a bigger part in her life is about to enter her life now. She hears him enter the house and he appears out of the corner of the door. He is tall, he doesn't have glasses, and he has brown hair, blue eyes and looks as if he has an admirable dress sense.
"You must be Quinn" He holds out his hand for her to shake and she reaches out to do so.
"And you must be Mr-"
"Call me John. And this is my son, Michael" He moves to the left to make way for his son. Quinn watches as Michael enters the household and Judy shuts the door behind him.
"Hi, I'm Michael" He starts. Quinn understands where her Mom said that he was athletic, it was clear that he worked out. He had blonde hair, his father's eyes and was just taller than Quinn.
"I'm Quinn" Quinn replies and smiles to show her politeness. Judy takes their coat and jacket, hanging them up on a coat stand by the door. "Come through" Quinn continues, leading them into their dining room. "Take a seat wherever you'd like," The blonde finishes.
The seating plans ends up being Michael and Quinn sat beside each other with their parents sat opposite. A cooked chicken sits in the centre of table, half eaten and surrounded by bowls of side dishes.
"This dinner is exquisite, Judy. Did you spend all of the day preparing this?" John asks, looking to his right, wiping his mouth as he speaks with a napkin.
"Well I just wanted it to be a decent meal for you all." Judy replies, smiling to herself at the success of her dish.
"So Quinn, your mother has been telling me how you just graduated from Yale, well done." John begins his conversation with Quinn. The blonde finishes eating her bite before replying.
"Yes, sir. I just graduated with a joint degree in English and Drama."
"Did that entail, uh, let me see, plays such as Waiting For Godot, historical plays…" His voice trails off as if he doesn't know anymore.
"Why yes, especially in our first year. We studied different political perspectives and how to include them on performances. Our English classes included literature and language, although I'm not particularly fond of studying the elements of grammar so heavily." John laughs at Quinn's comment before she turns to Michael.
"What about you, Michael? How was Brown and Chemistry?"
"It was quite the 4 years. A lot of work and time in the lab but I tried to fit in as many sports events to balance my social and educational life. Brown's quite amazing; I imagine it has the same atmosphere as Yale." The blonde boy responds.
In Judy's mind, the night was a complete success. In Quinn's mind, she was proud of her mother for finding someone as bright and open minded with a son who Quinn felt like was her missing brother. Quinn kisses her relaxed mother goodnight as she retreats to her bedroom. She takes off the dress and puts on a pair of shorts along with a t-shirt. She immediately reaches for her phone, dialling Santana's number.
"Hey, Q"
"Hey. They just left."
"How were they? Tell me everything."
"Well all I can say is fantastic. John was everything that my father wasn't. Open-minded, he knew his history and literature, he looked better than my father does and my Mother was very comfortable around him which is the best point of all." Quinn says, relieving her hair of the headband and lying on her bed.
"Judy's scored good. What about his son?"
"Well all I can say is that if my Mother wasn't dating his father, he'd be my dad's ideal match for me. However, he's just like his father which is good. I probably won't see them for a while, since I'm going back to New York soon but it was definitely worth it."
"Sounds like you loved it. I'm glad it went well for you. I called Kurt and he said that it was fine that I would just be passing by, so it looks like I'll be in Casa de Quinn for a week." Quinn can tell that Santana sounds happy by this and the mood is reflected on Quinn who breathes a sigh of relief.
"Great. I can't wait."