Present

"Sanny, come on, wake up", Brittany was saying to Santana the last fifteen minutes, while shaking her.

"Five more minutes, Britt, please", Santana said groaning.

"I've made breakfast for us", Brittany said, knowing that Santana couldn't resist.

"Fine, I am up", Santana said and got up.

Santana loved sleeping, but she loved more spending time with her wife and her best friend. They got through a lot, first Santana was afraid of dealing with her feelings for Brittany and then Brittany wasn't available to date Santana. Then, Santana went to university and Brittany couldn't handle not seeing her daily, so Santana decided to break up with her, although she didn't want to. It was like she broke her own heart along with Brittany's. So, Brittany started dating Sam and Santana started dating Dani, but they both knew that it wasn't real. The homecoming made clear to them that they belong together and only together. Besides, Brittany helped Santana embrace her sexuality and she helped her stand when Santana's abuela, who was Santana's favorite second person in the world (the first was Brittany), didn't like the idea of them getting married.

Several years ago

Santana stood on that familiar stage of William McKinley High School's auditorium and with her flaming red dress, singing 'Alfie'. She didn't know why she had to perform, all she knew was that her fiancée asked her to do it, so she did. She loved Brittany too much to say no to her. Besides, Santana loved performing, so it wasn't something difficult for her to do. She stood there in all her glory, singing the song perfectly, watching Brittany and her abuela. Brittany joined the backup vocals and Santana continued singing magically, until the song finished. Brittany walked near her, held her hand and kissed her cheek before going to help Santana's abuela to get on the stage.

"Hi abuela", Santana said.

She loved her abuela very much, like her mother, but her heart broke in half when she stopped talking to her, because she couldn't accept that she is a girl who likes other girls. So, Santana buried her sadness, oh she buried it very well and camouflaged it with being angry and bad with the others. Brittany though, she could see through Santana and understand that her love was in pain. So, one night she went to Santana's abuela and talked to her. She told her the truth, kind of. Brittany said that she was getting married soon, which was true, but the thing Brittany didn't say was that she was getting married with Santana. Brittany invited Santana's abuela to the auditorium and she was actually very surprised when Santana accepted to sing for her and abuela, she knew too that Santana couldn't say no to her.

"Hi", Santana's abuela said, seeing her granddaughter after many years.

"You look really good, did you lose some weight?", Santana said, trying to avoid the awkwardness that started filling the auditorium.

"I did. So, you two know each other?", abuela said looking confused at Brittany.

"Um, yeah well, remember when I was talking about my wedding?", Brittany said playing awkwardly with her hands.

Santana's abuela nodded for Brittany to continue. Santana was just looking at them, confused.

"So, Santana is my fiancée", Brittany said naturally.

Abuela and Santana looked each other confused. Either of them were aware of Brittany's plan.

"So, you're coming to my home, treat me with kindness, lure me here and trick me into seeing my granddaughter and hear her sing?", abuela said.

She couldn't believe what was happening, that was unbelievable. It was unbelievable that someone tricked her so she would see her granddaughter after all these years, right? Yeah, totally unbelievable.

"Yes, because I love Santana with everything and I would do anything for Santana, okay? Even tricking an old woman", Brittany said honestly.

Santana always loved how honest Brittany was, even when she didn't like what Brittany had to say, she admired her for having the guts to say it in her face.

"You taught me to be a strong Latina woman, to be bigger than the world was ever gonna give me permission to be. And I have, you-you taught me not just to exist, because I am worth so much more than that and without Britt I just exist. She is the love of my life and I am going to marry her and-and I want to share that with you, because without your love I think I just exist too", Santana said to her abuela and for a moment she saw regret in her grandmother's eyes.

"Please, please, just come to the wedding", Brittany said trying to persuade Santana's abuela to think again and choose her granddaughter over her religious beliefs.

"No. Right is right. I love you Santana, but I don't love your sin. Girls marry boys not other girls", abuela said and Brittany thought that it was one of her biggest mistakes, trying to approach Santana's abuela.

"So, you're really not coming?", Santana said, hoping once more that her abuela would choose her.

"No. I am sorry to disappoint you, but you disappointed me first", abuela said and turned to leave.

Brittany was just watching abuela rejecting Santana again and she knew that it would break the Latina all over again, so she decided to talk.

"Good. I am glad you're not coming", Brittany said, standing by Santana's side, when abuela turned again to look at them.

"You know, the New York Times said, um, half the increase in support of gay marriage's due to generational turnover. That's what smart people call 'crazy uptight bitches dying'. You guys lost, okay? And honestly the rest of us are just going about our business being normal and waiting for you to not be around and-and not because you can stop us from getting married, but just because you are kind of annoying", Brittany said, defending her Sanny with all she had.

"You let her talk to me like this?", Santana's abuela said, feeling offended.

"Take a look", Santana said and held Brittany's hand.

She was finally ready to fully accept that she didn't need her grandmother, all she needed was Brittany and she finally knew it.

"Because this", Santana said pointing at Brittany and her.

"This is what real love looks like. And l love you so much, but Britt is my family now and if having her in my family means not having you, then that's a trail l'd take any time", Santana said, feeling prouder than ever.

Her grandma turned and left disappointed, because she just lost her favorite grandchildren, maybe forever.

"l am so sorry for making you relive this", Brittany said sad to Santana the moment her abuela left.

"Hey, it's okay. Please don't be sad, l can't see you sad. You are the only thing that brings me joy and I don't want to see that joyful smile of yours fading away", Santana said and stroke Brittany's cheek.

She knew that Brittany would never hurt her, she knew that Brittany did it because she just wanted Santana to be happy again.

Present

"Give me five minutes, l want to hop in the shower", Santana said and tossed her t-shirt aside.

"I want a shower too. I am coming with you", Brittany said and ran in the bathroom with her wife.

Half an hour later

"Britt, we were supposed to be in the shower for five minutes, not for half an hour", Santana said as she was getting dressed.

"That didn't seem to bother you ten minutes ago", Brittany said and winked at Santana.

"Everything must be cold now", Santana said and kissed Brittany's lips briefly.

"We will warm them in the microwave", Brittany said and kissed Santana again.

"l am happy about how this day is going so far", Santana said and hugged Brittany so tight, like she would never see her again.

"Me too", Brittany said and they went to the kitchen.

Rachel's and Quinn's house

Rachel got up early this day, she needed to work out. She always worked out when she was feeling the pressure trying to choke her and that's exactly how she felt right now. Last night was awkward, she never thought that she would use this word to describe her interacting with Quinn, but she did.

After working out, she started her singing routine that Quinn loved to hate. Quinn loved hearing her voice, but she hated it when it was eight in the morning. Quinn just wanted to sleep, but Rachel never let her.

Rachel felt like she was back in high school again, but she hated living alone, without her soul mate. She loved her house, but she hated it when it was Quinnless. It was empty, there wasn't Quinn's voice filling the air, nor her presence making the room warmer.

Rachel took her cellphone in her hands, wondering if she should text her wife or not. She started typing, but quickly deleted it and then again and again. Nothing seemed right to type. Quinn was declining the fact that they were married and that was making Rachel's heart ache, so she couldn't just text her 'Hey, l am your wife, want to go on a date with me?'. She needed to text her though, maybe that way Quinn would see the name of the contact and some of the older messages. So, that's what she did, she started typing again.

Hey Quinn I, um, l was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk with me later - Rachel

Rachel waited and waited for Quinn to reply. It seemed like an eternity, but only fifteen minutes passed until her phone buzzed with a text message.

Um, sure. I need to talk to you anyway - Quinn

Rachel felt her heart beating fast again, like the time Quinn told her that she broke up with Finn, so she could be with her instead. Quinn always made her heart beating faster, especially when she said 'l need to talk to you'.

Sophomore year of high school

"Hey, Berry l was looking for you", Quinn said to Rachel who was standing by her locker.

"What an honor for the Head Cheerio to come visit me at my locker", Rachel said ironically.

After their last talk Quinn's attitude completely changed. Not only she didn't behave like she liked Rachel, but she actually was making Rachel's life a living hell even more. Rachel was waiting for her, even after all these slushies she had been receiving from Quinn herself the last couple of months. She knew deep down that Quinn liked her, she actually told her that, but she didn't seem to show it, so maybe she was wrong or just imagining things.

"I need to talk to you", Quinn said with her angelic voice.

Quinn's smooth voice was making Rachel quiver. She felt her heart skipping many beats and she gulped hard. Why did Quinn needed to talk to her? She never talked to her, especially after she said to Rachel that she liked her.

"And why should I hear you?", Rachel said, catching Quinn off guard.

Quinn opened and closed her mouth many times, but nothing came out of it. That must be the first time the Head Cheerio caught off guard. Quinn was starting to get angry, no one should make her having nothing to say, especially Rachel. She gave Rachel her HBIC look and finally find something to say to her.

"Because I need to show you the auditorium, something that's in the auditorium l need to show to you", Quinn said losing completely her composure.

Way to go Quinn, good job. You totally messed up everything. Did you forget how to talk? Or is it just because it's Rachel who is in front of you?

"Let's just say that I understood what you said", Rachel said laughing.

"Shut it manhands. No one laughs when l talk, okay?", Quinn said, but immediately regretting that she called Rachel by one of her nicknames, especially now that she wanted to ask her to be her girlfriend.

"Whatever, now, let's go", Rachel said, rolling her eyes. She put her last book in her locker and closed it hard.

They were walking down the hallway in silence. The auditorium was only ten feet away from Rachel's locker, but it looked like they were walking forever. Rachel was leading the way like she was going to her execution. She was holding her music book and was walking with her head low, like she did something wrong. Quinn on the other hand was walking like she was going to do the world a favor and execute Rachel and with her head high. Why was Rachel looking down though? Quinn had never seen the little diva with her head low. Even after all these slushies she was keeping her head high while walking to the nearest bathroom to wash her face and clean up herself.

"Quinn?", Rachel said when they reached the stage.

Rachel was staring at Quinn like she had called her name a thousand times. What if she did? Quinn wasn't ready to answer, she was trying to find out what she would say to Rachel.

"Quinn?", Rachel said again and tapped Quinn's shoulder.

"What's your problem?", Quinn said, making a step back.

"What's my problem? You told me you wanted to talk to me at the auditorium. So, here we are. I even walked with my head low, so no one would doubt the HBIC attitude of yours and you know that l always walk with my head high", Rachel said and turned to leave.

Maybe this was a waste of her time. Maybe Quinn wanted to play with her or laugh at her again. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to just follow Quinn, who was throwing slushies at her, but it felt like the right thing to do.

"No, please, wait", Quinn said and ran to Rachel, catching her wrist, so she couldn't leave.

"Um, l-l still want to talk to you", Quinn said and dropped Rachel's wrist the moment Rachel turned to her again.

She dropped it like it was on fire, but the truth is that Rachel's skin was making her feel comfortable. Rachel was a girl, why should she be a girl? Why couldn't she be a guy? She would be a really handsome guy and-and Quinn would have married him and have a happy life, without discriminations. Quinn pushed that thought to the back of her mind, when she noticed that Rachel was staring at her again.

"What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours Quinn?", Rachel said and took a step closer to Quinn.

"l broke up with Finn", Quinn blurted out.

"You did what? After all our fights for Finn and after your winning, you just broke up with him?", Rachel asked.

The truth is that they both loved Finn, but as a friend, they could never thought of themselves being married with the one Finn Hudson. The constant battling for Finn was just because they couldn't accept the fact that they wanted each other.

"Come on Rach, we both know that all that fighting for Finn wasn't actually about him", Quinn said truthfully.

"Oh, so, l am Rach now", Rachel said with that diva attitude of hers.

"I love that diva attitude of yours", Quinn said and looked directly into the diva's eyes.

"You always were Rach for me", Quinn said and Rachel shook her head in disbelief.

"I was only Rach when we were surrounded by four walls and zero people Quinn. Don't you get it? I like you, l really do, but you don't seem to like me back, even though you said it a couple of months ago", Rachel said disappointed.

"Please don't be disappointed in me. You are the last person I want to disappoint. I really like you and-and l can see that crystal clear now, that's-that's why l broke up with Finn. I want to be with you, because you are the brightest star of them all and I want to be the one who will watch, no scratch that, l want to be the one who will make you glow even more. Please, be my girlfriend", Quinn said honestly, without taking her eyes off of Rachel, who was staring back at her in shock.

Rachel was expecting Quinn to do this sooner or later, but she never thought it would be so beautiful and elegant. She could feel Quinn being completely vulnerable and she loved it, she loved that side of Quinn.

"Wow, now you have caught me off guard. I-I don't know what to say. I love the side of yours that l am watching right now and of course I will be your girlfriend. You have no idea how much I've waited for this, but l need to know that l will be Rach even when we will be in the hallway or in the Glee club or when l will come to your games to watch you perform", Rachel said, having some doubts.

"You won't be Rach for me, you will be my bright star", Quinn said and closed the gap between them with a long kiss that vanished all the doubts that Rachel had.

Present

"So, are you ready to go?", Brittany said to Santana and kissed her cheek before started walking to the door.

"I am, but mi amor, what do we suppose to say to her? Go back to Rachel she is your wife? We can't say that, she doesn't believe that she is married with Rachel", Santana said and followed her wife.

"Honey, we just need to make sure she will go over to Rachel's and see pictures", Brittany said and they drove away from their house.

Ten minutes later

Brittany parked her car in front of the Fabray resident. She got out and waited for Santana to get out as well and then she locked her car. Santana held Brittany's hand while they were walking towards the door and she rang the bell with her free hand. The door opened and they saw Judy Fabray standing in front of them.

"Good morning girls, how are you?", Judy asked them as she hugged each of them.

"We are great. How is Quinn? Did she remember anything?", Santana asked.

Everyone was describing Santana as a cold hearted bitch, but the lucky ones that got the chance to actually get to know the real Santana would describe her as a loyal and a hardcore friend. She was honest with her friends when no one was, especially with Rachel. In fact Rachel was the one who called Santana a hardcore friend and Santana liked it, because Rachel would be the last who would like Santana after all she put her through in high school.

You are a hardcore friend Santana.

That sentence was repeated itself in Santana's mind the past few days. That's what she needed to be for Quinn.

You are a hardcore friend Santana.

She was Rachel's and Quinn's hardcore friend and she would do anything to help her friend. Like that time she went to New York just to talk to Rachel to change her mind into going to her opening night. But the one thing she wouldn't do was the pep talk. She always left that part for Brittany, it just wasn't her type.

Several years ago

Santana reached New York and got out of the taxi that took her there. She took a deep breath, letting the city of the dreamers sink into her lungs and then headed to Rachel's apartment. She opened the door and walked in like she owned the place. Oh, and she did own the place, she did because she was on a mission and when Santana Lopez is on a mission no one can distract her.

"Alright, where is she? Kurt called me in the cab, told me what was up", Santana said looking around.

"She's been in there for hours, we don't know how she's been", Tina said worried.

"Okay, give me four minutes", Santana said, tossing her bag to Mercedes and got off her coat.

She was ready to get into business. She went to Rachel's room and found the little diva under the blanket. It was like that blanket had swallowed her whole.

"You are the best they could do?", Rachel said, revealing her eyes.

She gave a briefly look at Santana, rolled her eyes and got under the blanket again.

"Hell, yes, because I am the closure and in two minutes you are gonna be out of this bed, ready to face the talibans and offer to buy me a diamond necklace", Santana said, and put her hair behind her shoulders with a winner's attitude.

"No pep talks or anything are gonna work right now", Rachel said, waving her hand like everything Santana would say wouldn't matter.

"Honestly, okay? I've never felt like this before in my entire life. I've never thought in a hundred years that I'd be too afraid to perform, but it's like these people and all this hate stuck in my head and now I don't even know what's really anymore-", Rachel said and Santana cut her off.

When Rachel was nervous she was babbling, that was her way of getting rid of the stress that was in her system. And Santana had experienced so many times of Rachel doing that, that she knew that now Rachel wasn't the one who was talking.

"Seriously, I don't-l don't do pep talks. If you want a pep talk, you should call mister Schue or rent the Notebook. I took the liberty of looking up some reviews", Santana said and took her cellphone out of her purse.

"No, no, look, seriously, one hundred good reviews-", Rachel said waving in order for Santana to stop, but instead Santana cut her off again.

"She is an ancient alien princess. She is a freak. Her hands are frightening and her movements are weirdly bizarre", Santana said and sat next to Rachel on Rachel's bed.

"These are awful", Rachel said.

She couldn't believe that her friend came all the way to her just to insult her, but Rachel was always so impatient.

"They were also written in 1964 about Barbra Streisand when she played Fanny", Santana said, letting Rachel sink in everything she had just heard.

Rachel was speechless, she just kept shaking her head up and down, without saying a word. It was like she was shaking her head so the words would find their way to Rachel's mouth and sing them out. Rachel was considering Santana as her friend, but Santana proved to her that she was one of the friends she could count on.

"I see what you did there", Rachel said, avoiding eye contact with her.

"You suck at so many things, but not at this and the thing is that you don't even have to believe me or yourself. All you have to do is get on that stage and open your mouth. You can't do this badly, you don't actually have it in you. You and I only have two speeds, awesome or not at all. Who gives a crap what all the others think?", Santana said proudly to her friend and got up from Rachel's bed.

That should work. Rachel always admired Santana for her honesty and now she admired her even more about it.

"I can't stand you 90% of the time, but even l know that if you drag your flat little ass out on that stage tonight, you're gonna murder that crap", Santana said.

She did her best. She didn't give Rachel a pep talk as she said, she just spoke the truth. And that was all she had to say.

"Santana wait", Rachel said and pushed herself out of the bed.

Santana turned to look at Rachel, who seemed to really think about what she had heard.

"Thank you", Rachel said and hugged Santana.

"That's what friends are for", Santana said and surprisingly hugged Rachel back.

"You are a hardcore friend", Rachel said and pulled away from Santana.

"I love that side of yours. The sensitive side that cares about people, that cares about friends", Rachel said and smiled to her friend.

"Tell anyone about that hug and you won't live to sing again", Santana said, giving her serial killer smile that always terrorized Rachel.

"Aaaaand she is back. Honestly, I was starting to get worried", Rachel said and they walked in the living room.

Mission accomplished.

Present

"Quinn is remembering things, she is doing better. There is this Rachel memory hole though, it's like she refuses to believe it, but l believe that she will made it", Judy said and stepped aside for Brittany and Santana to enter the house.

"Sanny, don't forget that the appointment starts in like two hours", Brittany whispered to Santana.

"Yes mi amor, l remember", Santana whispered back.

"We won't stay long, we just need to talk to Q", Santana said to Quinn's mother.

"She is up at her room. Go find her", Judy said and the girls went upstairs to Quinn's room.

How many memories they had of that room. Good ones. Like that time they played spin the bottle and Brittany ended up making out with Santana and Quinn ended up making out with Rachel. Or the time when Santana had sex with Brittany in Quinn's room while Quinn was downstairs with Rachel playing board games. Back then, Santana excused herself to go to the bathroom and Brittany followed her. They never came back and Quinn and Rachel didn't want to go look for them, because they didn't know what they would see. So, instead of that they preferred enjoy their so called 'unexpected date' and each other's company.

Santana and Brittany entered Quinn's room, finding the girl lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. They both knew that Quinn's staring meant that something was bothering her.

"Hey Q, what's up?", Brittany asked with her warm voice.

"Nothing, l am just sitting here", Quinn said, without moving at all.

"Hey, what's bothering you? I can tell something is bothering you, because you stare at the ceiling and you only do that when you think about something intensely", Santana said and sat with Brittany on Quinn's bed.

Quinn wasn't sure what was bothering her. She should ask Santana or Brittany or maybe Rachel. Wait, why did she think Rachel? She shook her head and got up, looking at her friends.

"I am starting to remember stuff, with the help of my mom, but I don't know. I just-l feel empty inside, like my heart is missing something", Quinn said sad.

Quinn would believe everything that Santana and Brittany would say that she was missing, everything. She just needed something to hear, she needed to know what was that she didn't have that was making her heart feeling like half. Maybe it was Finn, but no, it couldn't be. She lost him years ago, she mourned and she moved on. Maybe it was Puck, nah, he couldn't be either. He got her pregnant, he vanished the abs she used to have and ruined her life, until Rachel came to help her. Rachel? Here she is again, why does she think about her all the time? She compares everything and everyone with Rachel. When she listens to a song on the radio or on YouTube, she thinks about how beautiful it would be if Rachel would sing it or when she saw a girl that looked like Rachel and she froze in the middle of the road, staring at the girl. She almost got hit by a car, but thankfully the driver was more in reality than her.

"Not something, someone. Your heart is missing someone", Brittany said, trying to convince Quinn that she was missing Rachel.

"And who is that l am missing?", Quinn said cocking an eyebrow.

"You know who it is, but you don't want to accept it for some reason", Brittany said again.

"Why should I miss RuPaul?", Quinn said, getting angry.

"Hey, there's no reason to get angry at Britt, she is just trying to help you remember", Santana said defending her best friend and wife.

"Whatever. She texted me to go for a walk with her", Quinn said rolling her eyes.

"And? What did you say to her?", Brittany asked surprised.

"I said okay and l honestly don't know why. Maybe I should text her and cancel it", Quinn said and stretched her hand to catch her phone.

"No way. You will go for a walk with her, the least you can do is to hear her out. You owe it to her, because the only thing that you do is pushing her away and insulting her", Santana said, pointing at Quinn.

Quinn immediately recognized that pointing. Santana did the pointing thing when someone was out of the line. Quinn knew that she was, Rachel was only trying to help her remember and Quinn was only pushing her away from her and not with the best way possible, she was rude to her.

"Okay, okay, fine, I will go for a walk with her", Quinn said raising her hands up in defense.

"Sanny, we need to go", Brittany said looking at her phone.

"Sure, let's go. You will call me or come over to our house and talk about the walk. Did l make myself clear?", Santana said and walked towards the door with Brittany.

Quinn was curious. Where were her friends going? She wanted to know, but it didn't seem right to ask. If they wanted her to know where they were going, wouldn't they tell her? Screw that, they're her friends she can ask them, but should she? Nah, maybe they would tell her when they would be ready. Asking questions like this wasn't Quinn's style anyway.

"I will call you", Quinn said and hugged her friends.

One hour later

"Everything seems to be okay. You can take her home on Monday", the social worker said and shook their hands.

"Can we see her?", Brittany asked the woman.

"Of course. Follow me", she said and Santana with Brittany followed her.

They walked down endless hallways and passed many doors. The orphanage wasn't an appropriate place for kids to live. In fact, there shouldn't even exist, every kid should be happy with their parents and not living there. Every kid deserves a happy life with their parents and not sadness or living with social workers in orphanages.

"Here we are", the social worker said and opened the door.

They entered a pink room with four beds. The room was extremely small for four kids to live there. Santana and Brittany wished they could adopt every child, but they only came for one, for now at least. The little girl they would adopt was surprisingly looked like both Santana and Brittany, she was a cute blonde girl with blue eyes just like Brittany and the same skin tone as Santana. Let's hope she doesn't have her attitude though. Brittany knew the moment she saw that girl that they would adopt her, she could see Santana in that girl. She could see the kindness and the caring heart that Santana has.

"Chloe honey, can you come here please? I want you to meet someone", the social worker said and a four year old walked towards them.

She was wearing a cute blue dress and she left her dolls immediately when the social worker called her.

"This is Santana and Brittany-", the social worker said and the little girl cut her off.

"Can they be my moms?", Chloe said with her cute, childish voice and fell in Santana's arms.

"Soon honey", Santana said and hugged the little girl tighter.

Santana couldn't feel any more full in her life than now. She sure felt full when she married her best friend, but now, having a kid with her was making her even fuller. Brittany on the other side was just staring at them. It was the cutest thing she had ever seen. Santana with a kid, who would have thought that? Brittany always knew that Santana had enough space in her heart to love a child too, along with her and that's exactly what Santana did.

"Do you want to play with me?", Chloe said and the couple looked at the social worker seeking for approval.

The social worker nodded and Santana lifted the girl in her arms and walked to her dolls. Brittany stood there staring at her family and waiting for this beautiful image to sink in her mind.

"Are you coming Britt?", Santana said and sat on the floor with Chloe.

"Of course", Brittany said and sit next to the girl.