A/N: Here you go peoples.

Part 2

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"Hm... this place isn't bad." Quinn said.

Santana had called her a week after they met, giving them a place and time for their... meeting? Santana didn't know what to call it, but that's what it was known as so far. Although Quinn wanted to take her on a picnic, they had an agreement, so now, they were walking into a little restaurant called Breadstix.

Quinn walked them over to a table, pulling Santana's chair out for her. "Thanks." the latina said.

Quinn sat down in the seat across from her with a small grin. "So, what's your name?"

Santana looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Really? You already know my name, just like I know yours."

"Hey, I'm just trying to get to know you better like I said. And no, Quinn isn't my name, it's my middle name."

"So, what is your name then?"

"It's Lucy."

It took Santana a minute before bursting out in a fit of laughter. Quinn looked at her unsurprised. "Aaaand your laughing. Was only a matter of time." She smiled.

"Okay... okay. You just don't look like a Lucy." Santana said between breaths. "So it's Lucy. Where did you get Quinn from?"

"Quinn's my middle name. It's Lucy Quinn Fabray."

"Oh ok Fabray. Well my name's Santana Maria Lopez."

"Oh so we're on last name basis now Lopez." She raised an eyebrow.

The raven-haired beauty smirked. "Yes, until I really know you."

A young man looking around 17 walked to their table. "Hi, I'm your waiter for today and would you like a drink?"

"Uh yeah, I'll get my usual sprite and..." Santana said looking pointedly at Quinn.

"I'll just have a raspberry tea."

"Ok, I'll be right back." The boy walked away and Quinn turned her eyes to dark brown. "Okay, so tell me about yourself Lopez."

"Alright well... I grew up in this small ass city called Lima; it's in Ohio. But I was born in Puerto Rico and lived their till I was 4. When I came here, I barely knew any english, but I had good friends to help me out with that. Middle school and high school was not the best time, but had to live with it." Santana shrugged.

"Oh, I'm from Puerto Rico too!" Quinn exclaimed.

'No way' She thought. "Really?"

"Haha no, I'm joking. I'm from the Bronx, but my family came from Russia." Quinn smiled.

"And here I thought you weren't kidding."

"Yeah haha. Anyway, I grew up here in New York and I haven't moved since then."

The waiter came back with their drinks and later on with the food they ordered. They made conversation about the little things, leaving out the main details. Overall though, they enjoyed each others company. After their lunch, they started to head out.

The waiter walked over to them, giving them the check. As both girls stood up, Santana went to pull out her purse. Quinn softly grabbed her hand, pulling it away from the purse inside the brown bag. "No, I got it."

"It's okay, I can pay."

Quinn chuckled softly and smiled. "Uh uh, I got you." Santana saw the playful but serious look in her dark emerald orbs, and knew she wasn't gonna win.

"Ok."

After walking out of the restaurant, they began walking to Santana's apartment. Both girls didn't notice that they still had their hands clasped together.

"How do you like New York so far though?" Quinn asked.

"Well, it's been something." Santana laughed.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you know... college and life and all that jazz. It didn't turn out how I thought it would." Exhaling, Santana ran a hand through locks.

Quinn looked at her, knowing it was more to it. However she didn't want to push; it was their first outing after all. "Yeah, I understand. I really do."

'Do you really?' She thought.

After a few minutes, they arrived at her front door. Santana went to open her door, when Quinn wrapped her hand around her upper arm; turning around, Santana furrowed her eyebrows.

"Wait um... I wanna do this again." Quinn said nervously.

Santana looked into her eyes seeing if she wasn't joking. To be honest, Santana wanted to too, but she didn't want to put herself out there, only to get hurt. "I don't know Quinn..."

Quinn gulped and looked down for a few seconds, then looked into her eyes again. "I know you're kind of closed off, but tonight wasn't so bad was it?"

"I guess not."

"So... we can do this again. Just trust me on this okay? I haven't had the best relationships, and from what you told me, neither have you. But maybe in the time being we can help each other out. If it doesn't work out, we can be friends; but i have a feeling that this can go further than we think. Don't you?"

'She has a point, and she does seem rather genuine.' The Latina nibbled on her bottom lip.

"What do you say?"

"You are so cute when you're nervous." Santana laughed.

A bright smile jumped on the blonde's face. "So is that a yes?"

"Do I have to spell it for you crazy?" Santana clipped playfully.

Quinn gathered the girl in her arms and lifted her into a hug. "Yaasss."

"Okay Quinn, put me down." She laughed.

"Wait, can I just hold you for a little bit?" She said shyly.

"Unless you want me to fall asleep in your arms out here then no."

Quinn pulled back, arms still around the slightly shorter girl. "I'm okay with that." She said in a hushed tone.

Both of their faces were so close. However Santana pulled away completely and started to unlock her door. The door was slightly ajar when she turned around to Quinn. She stepped to the blonde and gave a warm kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you soon." She smiled.

"Okay, goodnight." Quinn said with a blush.

"Night."

It's been 4 months so far, so now Santana is 5 months pregnant. It was getting little difficult to hide it from Quinn and it was only a matter of time before she finds out. Santana already quit her job at the diner and is now working at the coffee shop. She was lucky that she wasn't showing as much as some women at this time. As for Quinn, a couple dates ago, she told Santana about her 'not so little friend' (as she called it). Yeah Santana had the usual questions, but she didn't judge her... neither did Santana's friends.

So far though, Quinn has proven to be as genuine as she said she was. Rachel and Santana's other friends have taken a liking to her; Brittany and Mike was introduced to the others and they seem to connect with them too. Currently, both girls were riding in the blonde's car, head to some Russian restaurant Quinn wanted to take her too. The blonde was talking non-stop about how the bread sticks there could rival the ones at Breadstix. Santana was listening, but looking out the car window.

Quinn pulled into a parking space, turning to her girlfriend.

"Santana?... Are you okay baby?"

"Hm? Yeah.."

"You sure?"

Santana leaned across the center compartment and planted a deep kiss on her lips. She cupped her face in her hands pulling her closer. "I'm sure." She breathed out.

They walked to the front desk, then followed one of the workers to a table. When they were seated, they one of the waitresses set a small batch of white roses in a vase in the middle of the table.

"Wow, Q this place is beautiful. And it looks mad expensive too. You don't have to do all this for me." She blushed. The place was exquisite. The tables and everything was outside, decorated with lights and flowers. The only place that was inside was the kitchen and bathroom; the usual things.

"Yeah but I want to. I know you're not really like those materialistic girls, I like doing things like this. My mom taught me to treat whomever I have a relationship with, with lots of respect and to spoil them." Both girls chuckled at the last part.

"Well thank you. Nobody has really treated me the way you have."

"Well I'm glad I get to have that chance."

The girls ordered and received their meals and ate, having small conversation here and there.

Santana's POV

I never really like exposing myself as I'm doing with her. I don't know if I could take another heartbreak. I'm really scared to tell her. What if she breaks up with me? Or never wants to talk to me again?

The way I feel though... it's like I've known her for forever. I hope she doesn't take the news too bad.

We already finished our food and now I'm about to let the cat out of the bag. Taking a deep breath... Okay Santana you got this.

"Quinn?"

"Yes?" She took in my worried expression.

"I have to tell you something...but before I do, you have to let me explain."

"Alright."

"'Kay uh..." Licking my lips I just blurt it out. "I'm pregnant Quinn."

I can feel her gaze on me, but I can't look at her right now. After a couple agonizing seconds, hear a chair slide back. I look up and she's standing. Shit! I knew I she was gonna leave.

"Santana." What? I thought she left...

I guess I took too long to respond. She gently lifts my hand for me to walk over to the dance floor where other couples are slow dancing. Quinn wraps her arm around my waist while the other wiped the tears off my cheeks. When did I start crying?

I lay my head against hers as we slowly sway side to side. She pulls her head back to look me in the eye. "I have a three-year old daughter named Jennifer." She said.

I stayed quiet, looking into her eyes. She took that a sign for an explanation. "It was my senior year and I was in a relationship with this girl named Harmony. I was spending the night at her house one night, one thing led to another and boom haha. Come to find out, she forgot to take her birth control pill since like a couple of weeks before and we found out she was pregnant a couple of months later."

I looked into emerald irises and smiled. "I'm glad I told you now. I feel like we understand each other more."

"Me too."

We left the restaurant and headed back to her home. We were the only one's there, sitting on her bed watching some old show. "She left her though." She suddenly said.

I tilted my head to rest on my hand, sitting up on my elbow. "What do you mean Q?"

"Harmony left a week after having her. She showed up at my doorstep saying she couldn't take care of her and that her family was moving out of the country. Ever since then she hasn't contacted me to check on her or anything. I called her several times...she wouldn't answer. Why would Harmony do that to her? She just let her go like that..." I could see her tearing up. That's so sad though; how could a parent just leave their child like that... I know I will never ever even think of that.

"My baby's father abandoned me and the baby too." She wiped her eyes and turned to me. "We were together for almost a year. It happened at a party... he took me up to a room. I didn't want to have sex with him yet, but he basically forced me." At this point I don't even care about crying. She sat up and held me close.

I started to continue. "I said okay, but still, I didn't really want to. He said I would do it if I really loved him. A month later I told him and he told me to never call him again and that I was lying."

The show completely forgotten, she and I were practically asleep. She turned us around so she was spooning me. "Goodnight San." She said quietly. Before I could respond though she slid down on the bed and placed a loving kiss on my belly. "And goodnight to you too." Smiling like a goofball she placed a light kiss on my lips and went back to spooning me.

"Goodnight to you too Q."

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That's part 2 for you guys, part 3 coming up soon. Tomorrow or later on today, chapter ten will be up for Hot Hearted. Please review, have a great day!