A/N: Okay, so this takes place during the New York episode and goes from there! I'm not sure what I'm going to include from Season 3 so let's just say beware of general spoilers from the show thus far. Reviews would be lovely! Enjoy!

"I just want somebody to love me…" Quinn sobbed.

"I think I know what will make you feel better," Santana said.

She and Brittany sat on their hotel bed with Quinn in the middle offering their friend support.

"I'm flattered Santana, but I'm really not that into that." Quinn whispered.

Santana rolled her eyes.

"No, that's not what I was going with," she sneered, "wait…you're not that into that?"

Santana smirked and laughed to herself. She loved to get under Quinn's skin. Brittany, however, eagerly waited for Quinn's response. The room was silent. Santana eyed Brittany as if to telepathically ask her what their next move should be.

"Q…?" Brittany trailed off at the sensitivity of the topic.

Quinn merely shrugged her shoulders and stared at the floor.

"Quinn!" Santana gasped, "Who's the lucky lady?"

Brittany squealed in excitement.

"I…there isn't anyone. Just someone I may or may not have feelings for."

"May or may not?" Santana crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow.

"Look, I don't even know if I like girls," Quinn said coldly.

Brittany leaned in for a hug and Santana put her hand on Quinn's shoulder.

"I'm scared," she choked.

Santana's face softened. She knew all too well the anguish of sexuality and coming to terms with it. She still struggled with it. Her sexuality was a huge part of her yet she failed to recognize, or rather, chose to ignore it. The past year alone was hell for her. It was an ongoing problem. The only thing keeping her together (loosely, at that) was Brittany. That hadn't been easy at first, either. Santana had sat back and watched the love of her life be with someone else.

Things were different now though. They were getting better. Santana was starting to piece herself together again. She still wasn't ready to come out but she was taking baby steps to get there. One of those steps included asking Brittany to be her girlfriend. Brittany, of course, had said yes. That was only a few weeks ago. They were still a secret but being able to call Brittany hers gave her a small spark of courage. She would be out soon for Brittany's sake but also for herself. Soon.

Santana found herself rubbing Quinn's back to ease her sobs. She honestly didn't know how to handle this situation. Of all people in Glee, she never expected Quinn to play for her team. She debated telling Quinn about her and Brittany to let her know she wasn't alone but before she could even formulate a plan Brittany started to speak.

"Let's test to see if you like girls," She chirped.

Brittany gazed over at Santana with a pleading look in her eyes. Santana knew exactly what Britt was asking. She took a deep breath and nodded her head. Brittany giggled with excitement and bounded over to Santana.

"Step one," Brittany directed towards Quinn, "do you get turned on by girl on girl action?"

Quinn uncomfortably shifted in her position on the bed and blushed. "I don't know."

"Okay, well you're about to find out," Brittany winked.

Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her to the other bed in the hotel room (as a courtesy to Quinn). Santana collapsed into Brittany's lap and locked their lips together. They moaned into each other's mouths almost instantly to the contact. They hadn't been alone since they left Lima and has gone way too long without touching. Their tongues twisted together and their breathing stifled. Santana's hands tangled into Brittany's hair. She whimpered when Britt bit her bottom lip and pulled her even closer. Brittany couldn't get enough of Santana's cherry lip gloss. She ran her hands delicately up Santana's legs and into the familiar path of her inner thighs. Things got heated quickly. They always did when they were together.

Quinn gave them an awkward cough to remind them she was still in the room. They snapped back to reality as they broke apart. Santana already missed her girlfriend's touch and snuggled into her side to catch her breath. Brittany mumbled an apology to Quinn and wrapped her arms around Santana who was curled up next to her.

Quinn just stared at them. She always had the notion that her two best friends had experimented before but after today she realized there was much more between them. Still, she didn't know the extent of their relationship.

"Well?" Brittany questioned.

"That was hot," Quinn managed to stammer.

"I know," Santana smirked.

"Step two," Brittany chimed in," is to actually kiss a girl."

Quinn and Santana stared at her blankly.

"Er…who exactly am I going to kiss?

It was Santana's turn to shift uncomfortably. She knew where this conversation was headed and didn't like it one bit.

"Us, of course!" Brittany squealed.

Santana cringed, "Britt Britt, I don't think this is such a good idea."

Brittany pouted. "Please? Do this for Quinn!"

Santana opened her mouth to protest but Brittany took her hand, "Do it for me?"

It was settled. Santana rolled her eyes but nodded. Try as she might, she could never say no to Brittany. Santana figured it was a side effect of love. Brittany clapped her hands and kissed Santana chastely on the lips. She stood up and migrated back to Quinn's bed. Brittany instinctively lowered her voice.

"Are you ready?"

Quinn bit her lip and gave Britt a slight nod.

She was no longer crying. In a way, she was grateful for her little breakdown because it prompted this heart to heart with her two best friends. They were once known as the Unholy Trinity but had drifted since their sophomore year. A lot had happened in high school. So many things had changed. If anything, she needs a friend right now and was thankful to have her two old best friends here with her. She and Santana had always been frenemies but right now she was witnessing a softer side of Santana that was significantly different from the persona everyone else knew her by. Brittany was the same old Brittany- bubbly, optimistic, and completely open to everything.

Brittany placed her hand on the back of Quinn's neck and gently pulled her close. Quinn could feel that Brittany was trying to make this as comfortable as possible for her. Her best friend's intimate touch caused her stomach to cartwheel as a result of her nerves. She didn't know why she was so nervous- a kiss was a kiss.

Their lips met with a series of tame kisses. Quinn kept her breath even.

Brittany rolled her tongue over Quinn's bottom lip as if to encourage her to open her mouth. She did so and granted Britt access. Brittany's tongue slipped between Quinn's parted lips and allowed her tongue to roam. Quinn unexpectedly moaned into her mouth. Brittany smiled at this and took it as a hint to keep going. She explored Quinn with her tongue, occasionally teasing, to find what Quinn liked and responded to. Soon Quinn relaxed into Brittany's touch.

Santana remained silent throughout this exchange with a poker face plastered onto her face. She knew this was all in good fun. She knew they were just helping Quinn in her journey of self- discovery. She also knew that she was in love with Brittany and hated seeing her with anyone else, no matter what the context of the situation was.

When they finally pulled apart, Brittany licked her lips. They tasted like Quinn's vanilla chapstick with a hint of Santana's gloss still lingering. She hugged Quinn and skipped back over to Santana.

"Wow," Quinn gasped. She didn't really know what else to say at the moment. She closed her eyes and tried to come to her senses.

Santana didn't look at all pleased.

"Kissing Quinn was fun!"

A severe look of hurt crossed over Santana's face replacing the hostile glare it previously held. A pang of jealousy hit her gut. Brittany immediately recognized the change in Santana and took both of her hands gently in hers.

"Kissing Quinn was fun," she repeated, "but kissing you is like nothing else in the world."

Santana blushed and gazed at Brittany. How was she so lucky to have this girl to call hers?

Brittany couldn't help but smile. Santana liked to play hard but really she was the most emotional, passionate person that Brittany knew. She thought it was the cutest thing about Santana.

"You know I love you, right?"

Santana pulled Brittany into a tight hug. "Mmmm" she hummed in Brittany's ear, "Not as much as I love you."

Quinn watched their little exchange in envy and awe. Her heart was still racing from the sheer thrill of kissing a girl. It had been weird at first since Brittany was her friend (not to mention the fact that her girlfriend was in the room staring daggers the entire time). Yet she lost herself in the kiss and was pleasantly surprised. The experience was certainly enlightening- it was a solid confirmation that she did in fact feel an attraction towards girls. Kissing Britt was nice, she decided, however, didn't feel the need to kiss her again. There was only one girl she had eyes for. Also, she wasn't sure she could handle another death stare from Santana. She valued her life too much for that.

"What's the verdict?" A much happier Santana asked.

Quinn wasn't sure how to respond. She was careful with how she chose her words, treading lightly so Santana wouldn't think she had the hots for Brittany.

"That was helpful, thank you-both of you."

"So you…?" Brittany coaxed.

"I definitely like girls," Quinn clarified.

Brittany gleefully clapped her hands and nudged Santana.

"We should totally double date!"

Santana groaned at the thought but smiled at Brittany anyway. Whatever Brittany wanted, she got.

"Speaking of which, you never did tell us who you were crushing on," Santana pressed.

Quinn bit her lip. She knew she wasn't going to get a very pleasant reaction when she revealed her name.

"Rachel," she sighed.

There was a long moment of silence. Quinn thought it best to keep quiet while the other two let it sink in.

"BERRY!" Santana shrieked.

Quinn recoiled and looked and the floor again while giving a slight nod of affirmation.

Santana stood up and paced around the room while the idea of Quinn crushing on Rachel Berry mulled over in her head.

"I think that's great!" Brittany beamed.

Quinn managed a small smile in thanks but was still silent in fear of Santana's potential wrath. Finally, Santana spoke again.

"How could I have never seen it before?" she asked herself. "The signs have been there from day one! No wonder you've always been so obsessed with her!"

Quinn blushed, knowing it was the truth. Though she only recently realized the extent of her feelings for Rachel, she had always exhibited the actions of a school yard crush- constant teasing and attention directed at the one she was crushing on. It wasn't until Finn broke up with her after the funeral that she came to the realization of her feelings for Rachel. The experience had been so overwhelming. Naturally, she tried to ignore it. Yet, the idea had been born in her head and continued to grow and develop her affections for the girl. New York hadn't help stifle these feelings but rather caused them to escalate.

Brittany was still grinning. She loved playing matchmaker. Santana was still in shock but she wasn't angry or even judgmental towards this new knowledge. Quinn hadn't anticipated that.

"So what are you going to do about it?" Santana asked.

"I think I need to tell her."

"After you get a cute new hair cut," Brittany added.