AN: I wanted to post this yesterday but something came up and I didn't get to. I'm going to try to update often but sadly school is starting again so I won't be able to update as much. Alright, so this chapter is basically a fill-in. It's the girls getting to New York and finally meeting up with Kurt and Rachel. I left it with a sort of cliff hanger but you'll find out what Santana's plan is soon. Anyways, thank you so much for all the positive reviews and attention this is getting. I'm glad you like it. I hope you all like this chapter too. This chapter is kind of short but I promise the story will pick up soon. Enjoy!

The train came to a screeching stop as New York City finally came into view. The two friends retrieved their bags and filed into the busy hustle of the big city.

As the two began walking, Santana looked to the blonde and spoke. "Alright, so I texted Kurt while we were on the train and he sent me their address. It's only a block away so I think we should just walk."

Quinn just nodded as they continued walking in silence. As they made their way to the Hummelberry household, Santana's plan began unfolding in her head. She told Kurt about the blonde's…hesitation and he was all for trying to finally get the two girls together.

The closer the two got to the apartment, the more Quinn's nerves grew. It wasn't until they were standing at the door of the apartment, that Quinn froze. "I can't do this." Quinn choked out. "She doesn't even know we're coming. Wh-What if she doesn't want us here?"

Santana couldn't help but roll her eyes at how ridiculous Quinn was being. "Q, you told me just a few weeks ago how Berry emails you all the time asking why you haven't visited yet! It's obvious she wants you here and it's obvious she has feelings for you! Why won't you just grow a pair, knock on the door, and get your woman?!"

Quinn looked from her feet, staring Santana straight in the eyes. "Why are you doing this? You're trying so hard to get us together…Why?"

Now it was Santana's turn to cast her gaze to the floor. She took in a deep breathe before speaking. "I don't want what happened to me, to happen to you. It took me too long to finally tell Brittany how I feel and by the time I told her, it was too late, and look where that got us. I just know what it feels like to be in your position and I don't want you to make the same mistakes I did."

Quinn sighed and dragged the hesitant Latina into an embrace. It lasted longer than either expected, but neither cared. Santana was the first to pull away as Quinn whispered a soft "Thank you". Santana smiled weakly at the blonde and knocked on the door, awaiting a response.

Kurt knew they were coming, but Santana specifically warned him not to tell Rachel. She was sort of doing this for Quinn, but she considered the diva to be her friend now and wanted to surprise her. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she was here for herself too. She couldn't go back to Louisville, and she definitely couldn't go back to Lima now that Brittany was with Sam. She figured going to New York for a while would be good for herself.

Quinn, on the other hand, was having a nervous breakdown. She hasn't seen Rachel since the brunette left for New York. They had emailed back and forth all year, they called each other at least once a week, they even Skyped every once in a while, but seeing Rachel in person was totally different. Quinn couldn't even be around the girl without the butterflies in her stomach flaring up into her throat.

Both girls were interrupted from their thoughts as they heard Kurt dragging Rachel across the apartment. "Come on, Rachel! I told you it's a surprise so just trust me and open the freaking door!"

Quinn's stomach fluttered as she heard the muffled sound of Rachel's voice. "Fine!" the dive huffed just before the door swung open.

Rachel's eyes widened at the two ex-cheerios on her door step. "Quinn? Santana?" she questioned while her famous Rachel Berry grin spread across her face. "What are you doing here?!"

Both Quinn and Santana were momentarily distracted at Rachel's new appearance. Gone were her argyle skirts and reindeer sweaters. They were now replaced with black leather shorts and a skin tight black sweater. She had black boots that were just short of her knee, emphasizing the skin revealed by the shorts.

Santana gained control of her thoughts first and spoke. "Surprise!"

Rachel squeaked excitedly and jumped into Santana's arms for a hug. The diva quickly pulled away as she remembered Quinn standing right next to the Latina. Rachel laughed and launched herself into the blonde's embrace. Quinn's breath hitched in her throat as the brunette's presence took over her senses. All Quinn could manage to say was a quick, "I missed you so much." Rachel released the blonde with a smile, allowing her to hug Kurt once Santana was done.

After their initial greetings, the four made their way into the apartment. The two ex-cheerios sat on the couch across from the two NYADA students. They talked for a while as Quinn began to come out of her shell. The more she talked to Rachel, the more comfortable she got. After a few more minutes of catching up, Santana decided it was time to put her plan into action. She turned her glance to Kurt and nodded slightly, signaling for him to distract Quinn.

"So, I'm kind of hungry. Quinn, want to come help me out?" He asked, hopefully.

Quinn nodded eagerly and jumped up to help Kurt in the kitchen, oblivious to what Santana was about to stir up. As soon as the two were out of sight, Santana turned to the diva and began phase one of her plan.

"Alright, listen up, Berry. I know you've got it bad for Quinn." Rachel's mouth opened as if to protest but Santana didn't give her a chance. "Don't even try to deny it. For some reason unknown to me, Quinn's into you to. She's totally whipped," A smile grew on Rachel's face at the Latina's words as she continued "but Quinn doesn't think you feel the same way. She's too afraid of losing you as a friend to make a move."

"Ok, wait." Rachel finally interrupted. "How do you know this?"

Santana rolled her eyes. "Duh, she told me. I had to literally force her to but she eventually did. But she won't admit it to you. She's too proud so…I have a plan."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "A plan?"

Santana smirked, now glad that she had the other brunette's attention. "Think about it," she urged, "What's the best way to get Quinn to do or say whatever you want?"

Rachel thought for a while, trying to figure out what she was referring to. After nothing came to her, she gave up and shook her head.

Santana just continued smirking as she whispered her next words, making sure Quinn wouldn't over hear from the kitchen. "Piss her off! We need to make her jealous."

Rachel tilted her head in thought. "You're right."

Santana nodded. "I know I am." Rachel chuckled as the Latina continued. "So, like I said before…I have a plan."