Summary: Summer between S3 and S4 Quinn and Santana are Camp Counsellors at Cheer Camp.

Santana broke up with Britt due to long distance. She and Quinn are at Cheer Camp whilst Britt is on a dance retreat. Can Quinn help Santana get through the heartbreak and realise love can strike twice?

The Irony that Santana had been chosen to be a Camp Counsellor at Cheer Camp was ridiculous. She was pretty sure she needed therapy and the last thing she felt was cheery. Why was she doing this again?!

A/N: I have never written a fanfic before so let me know if you want me to continue :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters nor do I own the song mentioned (or the photo for the story)

Quinn had been beyond excited to hear that she and Santana were scouted to be counsellors after their win at Nationals with the Cheerios. First they would have a road trip to Columbus and then simply enjoy doing what they did best; being HBIC.

It was relieving to know they could have one more summer of relative normality before being thrown into a whole new world of education and obnoxious students. But this was before Santana turned to martyrdom and ended her relationship with Brittany instead of attempting long distance.

Suddenly the summer with Santana didn't seem so appealing and looking over to the passenger seat where Santana was slumped against the window, knees pulled up to her chest and iPod playlist set to depression mode; Quinn knew this wouldn't be the goodbye summer she'd hoped for.

She let out a sigh and fought the urge to yell "Get over it! It was a high school romance!" She knew it was more than that to Santana, that it was her first love; the girl who helped her realise who she was and how to accept that of herself. But Quinn had no idea what to do. She had never experienced love, at least not romantically. Finn was probably the closest she ever came to love; which was kind of depressing to think about seen as she ended up cheating on him with his best friend.

She could imagine how Santana was feeling, jeez she'd read enough romance novels and seen enough chick flicks to know that heartbreak was probably the worst pain in the world. But you can't really understand that pain unless you've felt it. Maybe it felt something similar to the heartbreak she felt at giving Beth away?

It couldn't hurt as much as that but the momentary wondering caused Quinn to completely re-evaluate the situation. She leant over the centre console and rested her hand on Santana's knee. If Santana was feeling even half of what she had felt with Beth; she knew that she had to be there for her.

Santana had been listening to Big Girls Don't Cry on repeat for the last 20 minutes when she felt Quinn's hand rest on her knee. She didn't have the courage to meet her eyes; she knew she would probably end up bursting into tears.

She knew she was the one who ended it; but she had done it for Brittany. How could she ask her to just wait around not only all summer but for the next school year too? It wasn't fair on either of them. As much as she hated to admit it; she wanted Brittany to move on, to find happiness with someone who could treat her like a princess EVERY DAY not every other weekend.

She couldn't speak for Brittany but she certainly couldn't see herself loving anyone like she loved the blonde. It didn't seem possible, not when she still cared so deeply for her.

Maybe she could just go back to her old ways; get what she needed from random hook-ups and harbour her love for Brittany for the rest of her life. She would probably end up a lonely old spinster with 10 cats but what was the other option? It's not like she would find anyone that could come close to the perfection of Brittany.

Santana was brought out of her reverie when the darkness that had been looming through the windows was invaded by bright street lamps. The car pulled to a stop in the parking lot of the Cheer Camp.

Mentally preparing herself for the inevitable social interaction to come; Santana threw her head back against the head rest, eyes closed and took in a deep, shaky breath. This was going to be a long summer.

It was late and Quinn and Santana had only just managed to settle into their room. Santana had barely spoken two words since they arrived, giving feeble smiles and half-waves to their fellow counsellors.

Quinn was worried to say the least. She remembered how she had allowed herself to fall into a dark whole after Beth. It took a long time to allow herself to be pulled back to reality; instead of spending every day reliving everything, constantly wondering what-if?

She couldn't let Santana stay closed off for much longer. She knew the Latina, in fact they were very similar in this sense which only made Quinn worry more. At least when she had been depressed she had the whole Glee Club looking out for her; all Santana had was her. If that wasn't pressure she didn't know what was!

The girls had just pulled out what they needed for bed and chucked their suitcases under the bunk bed. Quinn was just tugging on her pyjama bottoms when Santana emerged from the bathroom. She could tell Santana was trying to avoid talking because her eyes were trained to the floor. She was fiddling with anything she could find to avoid walking to the bed until Quinn was tucked in.

Sighing, Quinn picked up her clothes and threw them over one of the desk chairs. "You know you're going to have to speak to me at some point. We ARE sharing a room for the next 6 weeks." Quinn didn't bother looking at her when she spoke as she knew Santana would only turn away.

She began the climb up to the top bunk and began settling under the covers. The small lamp was instantly flicked off leaving the girls in darkness. Feeling the bunk move as she assumed Santana crawled into her bed, Quinn rolled over to face the wall; she couldn't force the girl to speak.

After resigning herself to the fact that she wouldn't be hearing anything soon Quinn allowed herself to succumb to her fatigue whilst directly below her; Santana was silently crying herself to sleep. Desperately squeezing her arms around her chest in an attempt to keep what was left of her broken heart from collapsing completely.

A/N 2: I know so far it's completely depressing but the whole point is Santana learning that when you fall in love, sometimes you get your heart broken but it shouldn't stop you from falling again.. and again and again!