AN: I hope you all enjoy this, please leave feedback - i love getting it! Also, sorry for the Brittney mistake, its now fixed to Brittany.
Brittany grabbed a tissue from the bedside and handed it to Quinn. It was hard to see her friend so upset, "Screw Hudson, you don't need him. If he wants a freak of nature for a girlfriend – whatevs. You can get anyone you want, girls or boys."
"Santana's right, who needs stupid boys?" Brittany nudged her, "Just be yourself and people will love you."
"Its easy for you to say, you have Santana." Santana cleared her throat and blinked a few times, "Don't look so shocked, after landslide it was kind of obvious. Plus you both fooled around before the glee club, it wasn't hard to figure out. I'm glad you two are happy," Santana looked a bit skeptical, the tone in Quinn's voice told her otherwise.
"Forget about me and Britt, this is about you. We'll get your haircut and maybe hit some Broadway place after lunch? I'll use my mom's credit car and we'll go nuts, she said I could spend whatever on it." She wiped at Quinn's face with a tissue and smiled, "We'll reapply your makeup and you'll be good to go. Britt," Brittany ran to her carry on and grabbed her make-up bag, handing Santana the mascara. Quinn sat still as Santana redid her make-up, smiling when she finished and blew at a fallen lash. "Their good as new," Quinn was about to say thanks but Brittany decided on a group hug, pulling Santana and Quinn closer.
"I'm glad you're both friends again, it makes me happy." It had been hard on Santana and Quinn since the whole Puck knocking Quinn up situation. But they had finally gotten back to a good place, they were friends again and it made Brittney very happy. "I missed us."
"Come on lets go get your haircut," They left the hotel and went down the street to the salon. Quinn used the money her mom gave her and sat in the chair. She cut her hair shorter than she had ever gone before, her mother would probably be less than thrilled. But she was sick of being the beautiful long blonde and got herself a short cute messy cut instead.
"What do you think?" Quinn asked as she ran her hand through it.
"I love it, Britt?"
"Its hot," Brittany dusted a bit of hair from her shoulder and smiled; "and you smell nice too." Quinn blushed as Brittany lean in close and smelled her shampooed hair. Brittany had never been this hands on with her before and when her arm wrapped around her waist she froze.
"Britt," Santana pulled Brittany off laughing, "No." Santana took both girls by the hand and led them towards the nail stations. "We needs to get our mani pedi on." Santana picked their colors and styles and talked with Brittany as they relaxed back in the chairs. After they headed to Starbucks for coffee. Once and a while Brittany would stop and ruffle Quinn's hair, giving her and Santana a hug as she skipped around the pavement. Both rolled their eyes at Brittany's behavior, but Santana seemed to enjoy the attention so she just laughed and joined in. Soon as they arrived Santana was eying the cinnamon rolls, licking her lips.
"You should get one." Brittany smiled.
"I'm fat, I've gained three pounds since I quite the Cheerios."
"We're not fat Santana, we're perfect." Brittany reached out and stroked her cheek, "We're all perfect." and did the same to Quinn and practically floated to the counter. Brittany was right so Santana decided to get the cinnamon roll anyways.
They sat down at a table in the back and enjoyed their fattening snacks, "Delicious," Santana biting into her cinnamon roll and did a happy dance in her chair. "Every once and a while I get a taste of those nasty shakes and feel like I want to gag." Santana cringed and sipped her caramel espresso. "I do miss cheering sometimes, but we made the right choice."
"Coach Sylvester wasn't nice." Brittany added and finished her muffin.
"We won every single year, until we joined Glee club," Quinn added as she bit into her own muffin. "We were once the most popular girls in the school and now we get slushies in the face. God, I can't believe we let ourselves get talked into joining the glee club."
"Coach was going to shoot Brittany out of a damn cannon and didn't care. We made the right choice, we chose glee club. To hell with Berry and Hudson, let them have each other." Santana sighed and scooted in closer, "You deserve so much better than him, trust me." Santana wrapped her arm around Quinn's shoulder and smiled. "I say we order a pizza and take it back to the hotel and just pig out."
"Didn't you just say you shouldn't eat so much?"
"Brittany is right, we're perfect the way we are. So lets order the pizza and just pig out," Quinn thought about it and decided to just give in, not like she needed to maintain her weight anymore. She made Santana promise just cheese because she couldn't deal with the works. Pizza in hand they walked back to the hotel and tiptoed passed the boys room, they didn't want to share with the whole glee club.
"This was a good idea." Quinn smiled as she took a bite of the new york style pie. "This is so good."
"I burned my lip," Brittany gave a sad face but laughed as Santana leaned over and kissed it better. Quinn watched as Santana slid her tongue over Brittany's lip and chin. She tried to be angry about it but failed, breaking into a smile as they continued. When the pillow hit Santana and Brittany in the head, they broke apart laughing. "Sorry, got carried away."
"Its okay," Quinn tossed her plate away and curled against the bottom of the bed. "Can I ask you guys a question?" She looked up at Brittany with hopeful eyes, "I don't know how to say it." Santana and Brittany both sunk down beside Quinn and smiled. "How did you know you liked girls? How do you know?"
"What is this about?" Santana placed her pizza plate on the bed and gave her full attention to Quinn. "Is this about me and Britt?"
"No, I just don't understand how someone can go from boys to girls. How do you know? Is it like a feeling or- I don't know, forget it." Quinn was about to get up but Santana held her in place, she wasn't even sure why she would bring it up. Now she was blushing a little, "it was a stupid question."
"Mom says the only stupid question is the one not asked." Brittany smiled and rested her head against Quinn's shoulder, her hand reaching over to play with Santana's hair. "Santana, tell her."
"This is all new to me to," Santana kept her closeness as she talked but her arms had slipped down to her hug her knees. "You can't help who you fall for, I personally still think boys are nice to look at, but I just don't want them on top or on the bottom of me."
"But how did you know?"
"I don't know, Brittany is the only girl I have ever loved. Yeah girls are cute but I- I really love her." Santana smiled over at Brittany, Quinn nodded her head. "I guess its like this feeling, the kind you get with guys. Sometimes its butterflies other times its something else completely."
"We should google it," Brittany laughed at both Santana and Quinn as the shook their heads. "Not now, when we get back to Lima." Santana and Quinn both nodded and shared a small smile. "I knew I liked girls the first time Santana kissed me, I got all warm and my cheeks turned red."
"We were ten and that was on a dare." Santana smirked.
"The first time we started kissing for real, when you said you liked to try other-" Santana covered Brittany's mouth, eyes went wide.
"Okay," Santana cleared her throat and turned her attention back to Quinn. "What's up Quinn, why are you asking all these questions?" When the tears started to fall Quinn hid her face in Santana's shoulder., she could feel Quinn's tears on her shirt and sighed. "What's the matter, its okay to ask these questions – we're not offended or nothing. Britt," Santana begged with her voice for the blond to jump in.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Brittany knelt up on her knees and surprisingly pulled Quinn to her. She held her as she cried and stroked her hair, "Whatever it is, well you can tell us. We won't be mad at you or judge you in any way."
"Well I won't judge but I'll give my honest opinion." Santana added at the end and this time Brittany gave her a glare, she rolled her eyes and gave a small smile.
"I just want to have what you and Santana have, to have something special. To be held and told I'm special and I really liked he- someone but I never thought I could do anything about it. But that doesn't matter now, it won't ever happen."
"Sweetie you're not alone, you have me and Santana." Brittany rubbed up and down Quinn's arms and pulled her a bit closer. "You're not alone."
"Whose this person it will never happen with?" Santana was now curious, smiling as she joined the group on the bed. "I promise I won't judge." Santana said in honesty, which seemed to make Brittany very happy.
"I don't want to talk about it right now, later." Brittany reached for her cell phone and headed for the bathroom, deciding to text Santana with an idea. Maybe they could give Quinn what she needed, to make her happy again. Brittany came out of the bathroom a few minutes later and secretly waved her phone at Santana. She sad she be right back and headed for the bathroom, eyes going wide as she read the new text from Santana.
Britt 3: San, we should do something to help her. Kiss her. Your sweet lady kisses always cheer me up, if you play nice – I'll wear the outfit again. ;-)
Santana felt that low down tingle in her belly at Brittany's words, but perhaps she had a point? Maybe Quinn needed a little kiss to boost her ego, "She is hot, no denying it." Santana announced out loud. Flushing the toilet she fixed her make-up and walked back out into the bedroom. Brittany was sitting on the bed with Quinn's head on her shoulder, running her fingers through her short hair. "New color?" Brittany asked as Santana licked her lips and checked herself one more time.
"Yeah," Santana sat back down next to Quinn and pulled her to a sitting position. "Listen you can't just go around weeping like a little girl, you're not Berry. You're Quinn Fabray, the second biggest bitch at Mckinley high. I know you've had a hard year and I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."
"I didn't make it easy for you Santana, I wasn't very nice to you or Brittany – to anyone for that matter."
"Doesn't matter now Quinn, we're past it and I know what will make you feel better."
"Can you get two haircuts in a day?" Brittany smirked and watched as Quinn cracked a smile.
"No something better," Taking a deep breath she reached over and lifted Quinn's chin, leaning over slightly and pressing her lips to Quinn's. A second later Quinn was on her feet and headed for the door, but didn't get far. Santana took a hold of her and pulled her back onto the bed, "Don't run away, let us help you. I know what you said earlier and that doesn't matter. I'm not talking about a long term, just something to give you a little confidence." Santana reached up and tangled her fingers in Quinn's new hair. "I really do love this look on you, Q."
"Let us help you, Quinn." Brittany reached out and ran her hand down Quinn's arm. "let us show you how special you are, how beautiful you are."
"Do you both understand what you're asking me?"
"Yes, a complete surrender to our womanly prowess. Question is are you willing to let us?" Quinn's eyes fluttered closed as Santana's fingers played with her hair. sliding down her neck and back up, "Its your call," She felt another hand on her thigh, drawing circles and let her head roll back.
"Your soft," Brittany leaned her head in closer, nuzzling Quinn's neck and smiling. Santana watched as Brittany kiss Quinn's neck, using her tongue to tease her. "Taste's good too," Quinn blushed a light pink, which deepened as Santana pulled on her short hair.
"I-i don't know about this." Quinn took in a breath as Brittany kissed up her neck and placed kisses along her jaw line. She nibble on her ear a little and slowly kissed her way to her lips. Quinn's eyes were lidded and her mouth was open slightly, Brittany moved in closer until their breaths mingled.
"Say yes Quinn, please say yes." Santana noticed that not only did Quinn like it but Brittany as well. She watched as Brittany moved back as Quinn gave her no answer, only to be stopped by Quinn's hand and pulled back in. "Do you want me to kiss you?" Brittany asked innocently, "Santana likes it when I kiss her, she says I have soft kisses." Santana smirked and ran her fingers Quinn's hair.
"Do you want Britt to kiss you?" When Quinn didn't answer, Santana gave her hair a small tug and Quinn nodded her head. She leaned forward and nuzzled the back of Quinn's ear, "Answer aloud, Quinn."
"Yes," That was all Brittany needed and closed the distance between their lips. Soft and sweet kissed just as Brittany promised, it had Quinn shivering. Santana reached up and continued to run her fingers through Quinn's short hair. She loved the feel of it, her silky smooth hair gliding across her fingers. She took a small fistful of hair and gave it a small tug, smiling as Quinn moaned. "So Fabray likes her hair tugged,"
Brittany had broken the kiss and leaned forward to whisper in Quinn's ear, "You are special, Quinn." Santana found herself smiling again, because Brittany was doing what she was best at. She always knew what to say to make her feel better, to smile and now she was helping Quinn. Santana placed a small kiss on the back of Quinn's neck, wrapping her arms around her waist.
"You're just saying those things because that is what I want to hear."
"Quinn," Santana rested her chin on Quinn's shoulder and smiled, "Does Brittany ever say stuff she doesn't mean, without being told to?" Quinn shook her head and wiped at the corner of her eye.
"So believe me when I say you're special. You deserve all the happiness in the world, just like Santana. Let us give you everything you need, we want you to be apart of us for as long as you want it." Brittany reached up and stroked Quinn's cheek.
"And to go out on a limb here, I wasn't kidding when I said you had a cute ass." Quinn laughed and shook her head, "Wouldn't be the first time my hand was on it, pyramids." Quinn turned and face Santana with a smile, reaching up to run her own hand through Santana's hair. "Are you feeling better now?" Quinn nodded and leaned forward quickly, capturing Santana's lips against her own. Santana froze for a second but when the shock wore off she deepened the kiss. "Gonna die of shock now Fabray – didn't know you had it in you."
"Lots of things you don't know about me," Quinn's blush had disappeared, "I'm not trying to get out of it but- we should get back to songs for nationals." Quinn smiled and kissed Santana on the forehead before pulling back slightly.
"I thought you didn't care about Glee club?" Santana teased.
"I care," Santana scooted back onto the bed and pulled Quinn with her. Brittany resting behind Quinn and wrapping her arms around her as Quinn's head rested on Santana's shoulder.
"You are special, Quinn." Santana kissed the top of her head and smiled.
"Can we just forget the last two years and just be friends again? Just forget Puck and Finn and all the drama and start over?" Quinn looked up hopeful, so did Brittany. For some reason this was Santana's call now but she just smiled sweet and lifted Quinn's chin. "I'm sorry for everything,"
"Me too," Santana kissed Quinn again before pulling her closer. "Forgotten, best friends." She linked pinkies with Brittany before holding out her other for Quinn to take. Santana had never done that with anyone but Brittany before, so Quinn knew she meant every word. Brittany smiled and cuddle in closer.
"We should go sing." Brittany sighed and snuggled in closer.
When the door opened they just looked up, smiling as Mercedes walked in. "Here you all are, you guys okay?"
"Yeah, just talking a break." Santana grinned and sat up, stretching. "Any progress?"
"Getting their, you comin'?"
"Be there in a minute." Santana pulled herself from the bed, fixing her hair before extending a hand to Brittany and Quinn. "Lets do this."
TBC...