It was nearly midnight but Santana was still in the library studying for an exam. There were still a couple of people in the library and about half of them had made a pass at Santana but she rejected all of them. The scenario was all too painfully familiar for Santana so she closed her book and left. She considered going to bed but she knew she had too much caffeine in her system so she went for a run.

Santana had been running aimlessly for about an hour now trying to clear her mind. She finally stopped and took a couple of minutes to even out her breathing. Santana scanned her surroundings to figure out where she was. She found herself sitting down beneath a tree near the Oval Commons. The Latina couldn't help but remember the last time she was here with Brittany.

"Promise me you'll study this time, okay?" Santana said as she hugged her girlfriend tight.

"I promise. Stop acting like you'll never see me again because you will. I mean, you will come home right?" replied Brittany who was biting her lower lip.

Santana laughed. She looked at Brittany who seemed genuinely worried. Santana's features softened as she put her arms around the blonde.

"Of course, I'll go home, silly. Like I said, you are my best friend in the whole world. I LOVE you, Britt. YOU. The distance between us doesn't matter, kay? We're gonna make this work." said Santana

Brittany looked up at the brunette with so much hope in her face.

"You promise?" asked Brittany

"Forever and always, babe." Santana whispered softly.

Brittany hugged Santana tight as both held back tears. Both of them wished they could just stay like that forever. But Santana apprehensively broke their embrace after hearing an announcement calling all freshmen. The Latina linked her pinky with Brittany's and gave her one last kiss before turning around to join the other freshmen.

"I'll be waiting for you Santana Lopez" Brittany said to herself.

Santana was caught up in her reminiscing that she didn't notice somebody approaching her.

"I never pegged you for a nature lover, San" said a familiar voice.

Santana looked at the direction from where the voice came from but had to wait for her eyes to adjust to the darkness.

"Quinn?!"

"Mind if I sit down?" asked Quinn

Santana nodded and made room for the blonde.

"What are you doing here?" said Santana

"Love the welcome, San. But I think the better question would be what are you doing here?" Quinn shot back

Santana rolled her eyes and looked at the blonde.

"It's really good to see you, Q. But this is my school. I kinda have to be here," said Santana

"Have to be? I take it you'd much rather be somewhere else. And judging by the look on your face I'd say you'd much rather be with someone else too."

Santana froze but she kept her eyes glued to the grass. The brunette could feel tears starting to form in her eyes despite her desperate attempts to stop them.

"Santana…." Began Quinn

"Don't you dare, Quinn!" shouted Santana, looking at her friend "Is that why you came out here? To give me some lecture about how a horrible girlfriend I was?! Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Fabray, but I already know. I know I was a horrible girlfriend to her, okay?! I know I fucked up. I….I know." Santana continued, her screams turning into sobs.

"You really did love Brittany, didn't you?" Quinn said softly

Hearing Brittany's name out loud suddenly made everything all too real. They were over. Broken up. Santana could feel the tears falling. For the past three weeks all she did was avoid the problem but this time around, she couldn't. Mainly because Quinn shoved it right in Santana's face. She hated Quinn for it but at the same time she was grateful. For the first time in weeks, Santana allowed herself to cry. She allowed herself to feel, to be vulnerable. She didn't like it but part of her knew that this is what she needed.

"I did… I do." Sobbed Santana

Quinn instinctively put her arms around her best friend. Santana surprisingly found herself falling in to the blonde's embrace.

"San, you did the mature thing" said Quinn

"But you should've seen her face, Q. I broke her heart. I became the kind of person I swore I'd never be," replied Santana

"What do you mean?"

Santana pulled away from Quinn's embrace and wiped away the tears.

"I'm not… I don't exactly have a good track record when it comes to relationships. God knows I'm not good with them. I mean, all through out high school I went around sleeping with guys and ruining relationships-"

"Tell me about it… Oh sorry. Go on" Quinn said softly

Santana couldn't help but roll her eyes and let a small grin form on her face.

"Anyways, part of the reason why I came out was because I told myself I would change… for her. For... B…Brit…Brittany."

Saying her name out loud made Santana feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside but all of that disappeared the second she remembered that Brittany wasn't hers to claim. Not anymore.

"But clearly, old habits die hard" Santana mumbled

Quinn couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief.

"You really don't get it, do you?" Quinn said

Santana looked at her best friend and gave her a confused look.

"You did change, Santana. You changed everything about you, about your life. All for Brittany."

"But…"

"No buts, Santana. You made a mistake. You are only human after all."

Santana smiled and gave Quinn a hug.

"Thanks for this, Fabray. But part of me thinks that there's another angle you're working here." Said Santana as she broke their hug.

Quinn stood up and dusted herself off.

"You're not pregnant again, are you?!" asked Santana whose hand flew to Quinn's stomach.

"I'm not pregnant!" replied Quinn as she pulled Santana up. " I want to go to New York. But my boyfriend won't let me go on my own and he can't go with me so I was wondering…"

Santana wiped away any remnants of her tears and composed herself.

"Hold up. There are so many things wrong with that sentence. First off, what boyfriend?! And second of all, why do you even want to go to New York? Santana scoffed.

"My boyfriend, San. His name is Alex. He's a junior at Yale. He acts. And I want to go to New York because Rachel is there… and Kurt."

"He's an actor? Wanky, Q. Again, why?!"

"He isn't gay, San. I wanna go to New York because I promised Rachel we'd keep in touch. And I hear she's in a rough spot right now…with Finn and all."

"Leave the judging to me, Q. I wanna meet this Alex and give him a proper Lima Heights welcome. As for New York, well, maybe I could go. Maybe a change of scene is what I need"

Quinn clapped her hands in excitement and gave Santana a hug. Santana, as apprehensive as she was with her decision, hugged her friend back.