After the girls finish their breakfast Santana offers to do the dishes while Quinn went to call her husband and check on her boys. Santana was putting the dishes up when she was suddenly light headed. She paused for a minute and shook it off. She attempted to finish the kitchen when she felt another wave of nauseous set in. She lost her balance a little and was leaning on the back of one of the kitchen chairs for support as Quinn walked in. "So S…what movie do you wanna watch or do you just want to watch some tv?" Quinn had her head down looking at her phone so she didn't notice Santana. She heard a small gasp and looked up and immediately ran to Santana to hold her up.

"San…sweetie what's wrong? You ok?" Quinn asked quickly while wrapped an arm around Santana's waist.

"Uh yeah I'm just a lil tired Q."

"Well, you look like you're going to pass out." Quinn said while looking the Latina up and down. She knew Santana hadn't been taking good care of herself lately. She was overwhelmed with her new acting gig, recording her debut album, and raising Noah as a single mother.

"I'm fine. I gotta finish putting up the dishes then I will lay down." Santana said as she tried to turn around and finish.

"Santana Lopez….no!" Quinn almost yelled at her. "Lay down….please." Quinn had tears in her eyes. "Please." Santana looked at Quinn and could see the fear and concern in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Q. Ok…" Santana said softly while allowing Quinn to walk her over to the couch. Quinn helped her lay on the couch. Quinn sat on the end and Santana instantly snuggled into her. Quinn wrapped and arm around the Latina and held her tight. "I'm worried about you San. I know you aren't sleeping at night." Quinn could feel Santana shivering a little. So she grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and covered them both.

"Is that better?" Quinn asked while rubbing Santana's arm trying to warm her up faster. The Latina nodded slightly but still shivered every so often.

"I'm fine Q. Just gotta lot going on. Ya know? I will be fine though."

"I know you will be fine….but it wont stop me from worrying. You have to take better care of yourself. Think of Noah sweetie. He needs you safe and healthy. So that means you need to calm your mind down and sleep. You gotta relax babe."

"Go to sleep San." She brushed the hair out of Santana' s face gently while feeling Santana's head and could tell she was sweating slightly and had a fever.

30 min later Santana was sleep. Quinn looked at the time and figured she needed to get on move on since she had a few appointments this afternoon. She got up and gently repositioned Santana on the couch careful not to wake her. She went to the kitchen to fix a few meals for Santana and Noah for dinner tonight and for tomorrow so the Latina wouldn't have to worry about that. When she walked in she saw Brittany texting on her phone.

"Hey B. I didn't even hear you come back. How was your run?"

'Ive been back for about 20 min. I just took a quick shower. My run was great. I think I will love living in LA. The weather is awesome." Brittany said smiling.

"Yeah the weather is great. So when are you planning to move." Quinn asked while sitting down.

"Hopefully by the end of summer. I have a lot of meetings in the next couple days to get some things secured before I move. I want everything perfect before I open the dance studio. The European part of the dance tour ends in 2 weeks but the US tour starts roughly 2 weeks later and that will last for a month and half. I thought I would be able to stay longer but no such luck. I have to leave tomorrow afternoon." Brittany said.

Quinn got up and hugged Brittany. "That's great B. Im proud of you."

Brittany noticed Quinn wasn't smiling. "If you're really happy then tell your face Quinn."

"Huh…what?"

"You're not smiling….you don't even look happy for me." Brittany said with a pout.

"Brit seriously I am super happy for you believe me I'm just worried about Santana."

"What do you mean?" Brittany said with a confused look on her face.

"Well…I heard she kissed you last night and I don't want her to get hurt by you leaving and everything again. She's been through a lot lately and I'm not sure if she can handle anymore stress or let downs right now." Quinn said never breaking eye contact with Brittany.

"It was a drunken kiss Q. You know how Santana gets when she's drunk. She's a crying kissing mess." Brittany said with a smirk.

"I don't think it was just that Brit. You know she still loves you." Quinn said softly.

"Well that's not really on my mind right now Q. I'm focused on my career. I mean yes I still love Santana but its complicated with us. I mean she screamed at me then kissed me. She overly emotional right now that's it."

"Britt…"

Brittany quickly interrupted Quinn, "Besides she's the one that left me and went to college….she dumped me. Not the other way around."

"She did it for you! That wasn't easy for her…and you started dating Sam. Her freakin ex for goodness sakes. And then you basically disappeared. You stopped answering her calls and texts." Quinn screamed.

"He's your ex, he's Mercedes too….not just hers." Brittany said while rolling her eyes. "Besides it was for the best. She needed space and I gave it to her"

"Hurting her was for the best Brittany?! You have to be kidding me." Quinn says. "Brittany you didn't see her…she was completely broken about this. You stopped being her friend completely." Quinn could feel tears building in her eyes so she quickly blinked away. "Brittany if you hurt her again…. you will deal with me."

"Excuse the hell out of me Q. Why would I intentionally hurt her? She kissed me last night and I pulled out of it because she was drunk and crying. I didn't want to take advantage of her since she wasn't in her right mind." Brittany said defensively.

"You think pulling out of it and ignoring her earlier this morning isn't hurting her? Come on Brit…let's get real here. What's your plan? You know San is a sucker for you."

"Besides what happens between us is none of your damn business."

Quinn was taken back by Brittany's words and tone. "Brittany Susan Pierce it is my damn business when I'm the one listening to her cry for hours, when I'm the one holding her hand or giving her a hug when she needs it. It is my damn business when I'm drying her tears night after night. You will not hurt her Brittany…. I'm serious. Don't toy with her emotions. Not right now especially." Quinn looked Brittany up and down with a glare before turning to fridge to grab a bottle of water and walking out of the room.

Quinn was fuming with anger. She knew she needed to calm herself down before she said anything more. She went to the den to check on Santana. She was pleased she was still sleep. She felt her head and she still seemed extremely warm so she went to make a cool compress for her head in the bathroom. Brittany walked by her and coldly said, "I have a meeting. Tell Santana Ill be back later our talk." Quinn rolled her eyes and prepared the compress. She walked back in the den where she saw Santana stirring in her sleep. She pressed the cool compress gently on her face. The coolness seemed to soothe the Latina and she once again relaxed and sleep. Quinn pulled the blanket down so it was just resting on the bottom half of Santana's body hoping that would cool her down some.

Quinn looked at the time and saw it was already 1pm. She had to be at her meeting at 3. She quickly went and showered so she could get dressed. Once she was dressed she went in the kitchen to quick cook make a light lunch for Santana to eat when she got up. She then cooked dinner so the Latina wouldn't have to worry about that for her and Noah that evening. Quinn planned to stay the night again when she saw how sick Santana appeared and decided once her own boys were down for bed she would come back over. Puck was very understanding of her friendship with Santana and all she had been through lately. So nights that Quinn stayed with Santana he was never upset or jealous. He was a screenwriter so he got most of his work down at night so it worked out for both of them.

While Quinn was cooking her mind was racing with thoughts leading back to her and Brittany's exchange. Her and Brittany never argued, in fact she had never raised her voice at Brittany before. She couldn't believe Brittany's tone with her. I mean maybe I did overreact. But its completely justified right? Quinn thought to herself. Brittany hurt Santana so bad. I've never ever seen her that broken. Santana has been through so much and I just don't want her to get hurt. She's fragile right now. Quinn finishes cooking then wraps everything up and cleans up the kitchen.

She looks at the time and sees its 2:30pm, since her meeting is at 3 and its only 5 min away. She goes to wake up Santana so she can eat a little something. She walks back to the den and kneels in front of Santana who is still sleeping on the couch. "San…" she whispers while gently rubbing her back. Santana stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

Quinn quickly smiled at her friend. "Hey babe….you need to eat a little something. You've been sleep for a while."

"Not hungry Q." Santana mumbled and closed her eyes. Quinn could see she was still sweating so she felt her head and noticed she still had a slight fever.

"Well here drink a little water then ok? You're sweating and I don't want you to dehydrate yourself and lets take this sweatshirt off too." Quinn said softly. "How are you feeling?" She stood up so she could help Santana sit up.

"My head is killing me and Im sleepy." Santana said while taking off her sweatshirt and quickly laying back down.

Quinn reached down for the water bottle and had Santana drink a few sips out of it before covering her with the blanket again. She started to head towards the kitchen when she heard Santana call her name.

"Yeah San?" Quinn said while turning around.

"Will you stay with me…please?" Santana said in a small voice. Quinn walked back over to the couch while pulling out her cell phone to text and cancel her meeting.

"Of course I will." She said softly while sitting on the couch. Santana quickly snuggled next to her. Quinn wrapped an arm around her and held the Latina tight. "San…what's wrong?"

Santana didn't respond she just silently cried while Quinn held her.

Meanwhile Brittany was outside in her rental car processing her conversation with Quinn from earlier. She really didn't have a meeting but she couldn't be in the house with Quinn any longer. They had never an argument and it was taking a toll her. Santana broke up with me then moved to New York…this isn't my fault. This cant be my fault. I hate how everyone blames me. I mean San had my contact information just as well as I had hers. She thought to herself. Maybe I shouldn't have come back this weekend. I need to tell Santana how I feel though. I think she hates me….yeah she def hates me….no but she kissed me. It just wasn't a peck either it was a real kiss. But she was drunk….hell Santana kisses everyone when she's drunk. Well she really wasn't that drunk though. Brittany was so confused that she began to cry. Maybe I should just stay at a hotel tonight. Yeah I cant see San anymore. This isn't right. I gotta get out of here.

Brittany pulled out her phone and texted Quinn.

I cant do this…Im staying at a hotel tonight. I will pick up my clothes later. –B

Quinn was still holding Santana who was silently sobbing herself to sleep again when she heard her phone go off she reached in her pocket to answer it. She saw Brittany's text and immediately responded.

Please don't do this to her B. –Q

Sorry…I just cant Quinn. –B

Quinn didn't bother to reply so was so upset. She threw her phone on the floor, kissed Santana gently on the temple, and hugged her tighter while her own tears escaped her eyes.


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