A/N: Here is the next chapter, I hope to update this once a week, two at the latest. Reviews are welcome and appreciated. Disclaimer: I do not own GLEE or any of its characters. GLEE belongs to FOX and its creators.

Chapter 4: Reunion

Brittany skipped happily up to the two story brown brick colonial style house. She'd been here two or three times in high school, but not once since graduation ten years ago. Brittany shook her head; she still couldn't believe that it had been ten years since graduation. So much had changed since then. She was a different person, smarter, wiser, and more sensitive and understanding to different types of situations. Sometimes it was hard to think about her reactions to the drama that occurred in high school and how naive and oblivious she could be at times.

"Something wrong, Britt?' Brittany turned to her wife of four years and shook her head, "No San, I am fine, just thinking." Santana had changed the most out of everyone who graduated from McKinley in both 2012 and 2013. Santana was no longer that insecure HBIC she'd been in high school. She was a confident and secure woman. She had her law degree and was an assistant DA in New York City. She was also gentler, more sensitive, sympathetic, and caring than she had been in high school. Of course there were moments, mainly in court, when the HBIC would return, but it was much tamer HBIC. Brittany loved this truer version of Santana even more than she'd loved HBIC Santana, and that was saying something since the Latina had always held Brittany's heart.

"About what?" Santana asked as she knocked on the door.

"How much has changed since high school." Santana laughed.

The door opened and Rachel Berry-Hudson stood before them. She looked very similar to how she looked in high school, a little older, but one thing had definitely changed, her style. She wore stylish skinny jeans, black high heels, and a loose sleeveless red blouse. Her makeup was natural and accented the brunette's cheeks and brown eyes. She looked stunning in Brittany opinion. Rachel had certainly developed a fashion sense, of course being a famous Broadway actress would probably do that.

"Britt, San, come in I am so glad you could make it." The brunette stepped back letting the couple in.

"Can't believe you kept this place. I mean seriously are you even ever here?" Santana asked walking in, "Have you even changed anything, it looks the same as when your dads' owned it. Seriously woman, add some feminine touches."

Rachel shook her head, "I'll inform you that I kept the house, because it was my childhood home, and though my Dads moved to New York to be closer to Lily, Finn, and I, I could never give this place up. Lima will always be my home and I want Lily to know that."

Santana rolled her eyes but kept her mouth shut.

"Speaking of Lils how is she doing?" Brittany asked.

Rachel beamed, "Cancer free for a year this month."

Brittany hugged her friend close, "I am so glad. Sorry we didn't keep in touch more. You'd think living in the same city it be easier, but it's not."

Rachel shrugged, "We are all busy. I mean I am back on Broadway and San's been handling some high profile cases, and you've been on tour dancing. But we are all here now, so we can catch up on the last couple of months. Everyone else is here; they are all in the basement."

Brittany and Santana followed Rachel down to the Oscar room where the whole New Directions graduating classed of 2012 and even 2013 were currently catching up. "You invited the '13ers? I thought this was our 10 year reunion." Santana joked as she hugged Sam Evans.

"Hey you know that you couldn't party without us. We made Glee." Santana pushed the man's shoulder, "You wish Evans."

Brittany then took her turn to hug her old friend. "How have you been Sam?"

"Great actually, I'm an English teacher and football coach at the high school in my home town in Tennessee. I also have a beautiful wife who is eight months pregnant. She wanted to come but the doctor put her on bed rest. I'd be there but she insisted I come."

Brittany smiled "I'm glad." Brittany spent the next hour or so catching up with all her old friends. It was amazing how easily they all interacted now. There was no animosity the past was in the past and everyone was fine leaving it there. Brittany was however was disappointed to see that one Glee club member was missing. Brittany was sure she'd of come. When the room quieted some she posed her question to the whole group. "Where's Quinn?"

Everyone looked at each other no one speaking at first. Finally Rachel spoke, "I sent her an invite but didn't get a reply. No one has talked to her in ten years, Britt. I guess she has just moved on." There was hint of disappointment and sadness in Rachel's voice and glancing around it was clear everyone was feeling the same as the Broadway star. Brittany however was confused she could have sworn her fellow blonde was coming.

"Hey turn it up; they are talking about L. Q. McHugh. I love her books and photographs so much." Tina said pointing to the TV that had the name of the famous author and photographer along the bottom. "Weird though how she doesn't make any appearances and no one knows what she looks like." Kurt muttered as Rachel turned up the TV

"As we mentioned last week the mysterious L. Q. McHugh had scheduled her first ever public appearance for the end of next week. However her publicist has just released a statement that due to a family emergency the appearance will be indefinitely postponed. We will keep you up to date on this developing story."

Brittany's stomach suddenly dropped as she registered what the news anchor had said. "Britt, honey are you alright, you look pale." Brittany didn't answer as her phone began to ring. Not thinking about where she was she opened it.

"Quinn, oh Thank God…Wait what's wrong…. No, God No….Quinn please stop crying, it'll be fine, they'll find him….Alright, I'm coming….No don't argue with me Q, I am coming you can't be alone right now….Quinn take a deep breath, I know you're scared, I'll be there as soon as I can….I love you too Q, I'll be there soon promise, stay strong." Brittany hung up the phone to see eleven pairs of eyes staring at her, but the only ones she focused on were those of her wife.

"Brittany what's going on? Was that Quinn as in Quinn Fabray?" Brittany suddenly began to feel nervous and guilty. Brittany had only ever kept one secret from Santana and it had just been revealed.

"Yes," she said looking away suddenly.

"Brittany, why is she calling you, what is going on?" Santana looked as if she was going to explode.

"She called me because she needs me right now and because we have been in contact since six months after graduation."

Santana's eyes went wide and everyone in the room held their breath, "What! Why didn't you tell me? How could you keep this a secret from me?"

Brittany was freely crying now, she hated that she'd hurt Santana and possibly broken her trust, but Quinn had asked Brittany to keep their friendship a secret. The blonde was broken and lost when she left Lima, and had called Brittany hysterical one night. After talking for hours, Brittany promised to be there for Quinn and to not tell anyone that she talked to Quinn, at Quinn's insistence. "She made me promise not to. She called me hysterical because her grandfather had died. She was so fragile and vulnerable, and she needed someone, but she couldn't face anyone else. So I promised to keep our friendship quiet. Soon so many years passed, and she was too afraid to contact anyone, that you'd all hate her for disappearing"

"Damn straight she should be afraid. She fucking abandoned us." Puck roared.

"She didn't!" Brittany yelled at her friend's defense. They had no clue.

"Yes she did and she made you, my wife, lie to me. She is still and always will be a self-centered, mean, bitch." Santana screamed.

"No that is a lie, San. You don't know what you are talking about. Quinn is the kindest most selfless person I know."

"No she isn't she has you brain washed. No contact in ten years Brit. We were all there for her through everything, her pregnancy, being thrown out of her house, her depressed punk stage, when her father died at the end of senior year. And how did she repay us, by walking away and never looking back." Finn shrugged off Rachel who was trying to hold him back and sooth him. Anger filled his eyes.

"That's not true; Quinn loves and cares for everyone in this room." Brittany was crying harder, this wasn't how this was supposed to happen. Quinn was supposed to be here at this reunion explaining to everyone what she'd done and why. The worst part was Brittany desperately wanted to leave, not to avoid the Spanish Inquisition, she was receiving right now, but because Quinn needed her and every minute she stayed in the old Berry home was a minute longer Quinn was alone.

"Prove it." Kurt challenged.

"Because Quinn is Anonymous."

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