Once the plane landed in Lima, Quinn was ready to get off the damn thing. The only thing fun about it was Alex, she talked and joked and played games, it wasn't all that bad. She found out that Alex was Rachel's cousin by marriage, and that she spends every holiday with the Berry's every year.
"You should see if Rachel wants to have New Years with us, mom usually has her book club come but I'd love to have more than just old woman at my house," Quinn had said. Alex had a few bags; Quinn had four, including her backpack.
"I'll ask uncle Hiram, but I kind of think he knows you mom, so he might not be opposed to the idea," Alex shrugged, both girls walking into the entrance of the Lima airport.
"That would be cool, I'd really like that," Quinn giggled.
"Fabray!" she heard, looking up and her heart like seriously left her body in some way because it wasn't beating when she was met with chocolate orbs.
There, standing by the seats in a pair of blue snug jeans, and dark knee high boots that had straps around them. A blue, black and brown plaid blouse that was hid under a thick black parka. Her hair was down around her shoulders, and she looked…beautiful, gorgeous even.
"Santana," Quinn breathed out like someone knocked the breath out of her. The Latina just tilted her head to the side and smirked.
"Hello Quinn," was her smooth response. Quinn had to compose herself for a second, why after all these years is Santana having such an effect on her?
"Hi San," she smiled, finally getting a bit control over her body. Santana just scoffed and shook her head, leaning down to grab a few bags.
"Sometimes I wonder what goes in that head of yours," Quinn just blushed at the statement.
Making their way out of the airport, Quinn glanced at a family that was in the middle of hugging.
"Bye Alex!" she waved. She saw Rachel look at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Later Quinn," the girl said back before looking at the diva, which looked very well, a little taller.
"What was that about?" Santana asked when they got outside, walking towards the parking lot.
"I met her on the plane," Quinn stated, then looked at the Latina with a grin, "She's Rachel's cousin,"
"No shit, she doesn't look it," Santana chuckled, dropping a bag so she could unlock the doors.
"That's what I thought when she told me, but she explained to me that she's cousins by marriage," said Quinn, throwing her bag into the back seat. Once she was finished and she stood up straight, shutting the door, she was met with a Latina just standing there, looking at her.
"Yes Santana?" she asked. Said girl didn't even say a word, just pulled her hands from her pockets, stepped closer and enveloped the blonde in a warm tight hug, her arms fitting perfectly around Quinn's slim waist.
"San…tana?" she asked. Santana just pulled her closer, pressing her face in the nap of her neck and didn't let go.
"I really missed you Quinn," she whispered, her lips grazing Quinn's neck. The blonde had no idea what to do, but she just let the Latina hold her like her life depended on it.
Quinn knew her mom was at her book club deal, so she just hung out with Santana the whole day. After taking her bags home of course.
"Want a drink?" Santana asked. Driving down Lima, Quinn saw everything that she missed terribly. The school, the park, that old run down place that use to be their hang out when she was in school. It made her not want to go back to Miami.
"Earth to Q,"
"Huh?" she asked, turning to see that Santana was pulling into the old café shop.
"I asked if you wanted a drink or something,"
Santana parked the car, turning it off and looking at the blonde.
"Yeah, sure," she smiled, moving to get out of the car.
Walking inside, Santana got a few 'HI's' and 'what's ups' while Quinn got a lot of hugs and 'we miss you's'. Santana just ordered the drinks while Quinn caught up with an old cheerio friend she used to be in contact with.
"Q, get over here," Quinn heard Santana say. Quickly telling the girl bye, she ran over to the Latina and took the seat in front of her.
Three Dr. Peppers and a burger each later, Quinn still hadn't figured out why Santana wasn't with Brittany. She sipped on her drink, watching Santana stare out the window in silence.
"So, you gonna tell me or what?" she asked. Santana closed her eyes, sighing, because she knew Quinn wouldn't let anything go. She never took her eyes from the window when she spoke.
"When Brittany got accepted to UCLA I got accepted to NYU the same day," Quinn watched her, making sure she could catch anything ahead of time.
"Well, we had a party a few weeks later, right before we had to leave, and you know Britt and I, we had our usual victory sex," Santana glanced at the blonde, seeing nothing but interest in her hazel eyes.
"After we tired ourselves out, I told Brittany that I wanted to go to NYU instead of UCLA, since I got accepted to both I had a choice to make and that was mine," stopping to take a drink of her soda, Quinn watched as her hands shook a bit.
"Brittany didn't like that I wanted to go to a school far from her, and she was upset that I didn't want to go to L.A. like we had planned," Quinn just nodded, "When she asked me why I didn't want to go with her to L.A. I told her that my classes don't start till after Christmas break and I really didn't want to leave Lima yet because I was waiting for something,"
Quinn gave the Latina a confused look but only got a raised finger instead, as if to tell her to wait.
"Since having class's after Christmas would help in that department I took it," Santana was now looking down at the table; she didn't want to look into hazel eyes because she knew Quinn would be able to tell what was going on with her.
"Well B got pissed at me and left that night, and I never heard from her after," she stopped.
"So are you too like-"
"Until she called me a week ago," Santana continued, as if she didn't hear Quinn's almost question. Quinn just shut up and nodded. She watched Santana struggle with her words, her hands shaking. Reaching over, Quinn placed her hand on top of Santana's giving her a reassuring squeeze. Santana just smiled and swallowed thickly before continuing.
"She told me that L.A. was great and that she met a lot of great people then she told me that she met a girl up there that looked kind of like me but was nicer, and that they were," Santana stopped again, tears forming at the edge of her eyes, Quinn just watched as they spilled over.
"That they were together, and she was sorry, then that was that," Santana's voice broke at this sentence. Quinn's heart broke for her best friend, she knew Brittany wouldn't wait for her for long but, this was kinda harsh.
"Santana, what happen wasn't your fault, it was a choice you made, Brittany just didn't understand that," Quinn said, watching the Latina's shoulders shake as she began to cry.
"I know but, I thought she loved me enough to make us work, she's my best friend, and she went off and did that, it hurts, you know," Santana said between sobs and tears. Quinn got up and moved to where she sat next to the Latina, pulling her into her arms and hugging her. She knew now why Santana didn't want to tell her over the phone.
Sitting in the Latina's car, Quinn just waited for her to say something; she didn't want to make her upset in anyway.
"So, I'm glad you listened, I really needed to get that out," Santana finally said. Quinn just nodded her head, waiting for her to continue.
"And I'm glad you're back, we can catch up and just hang out," she smiled, looking at the blonde.
"Well, I'm sure mom will be tired of me after tonight so I'd love to have some company these few weeks I'm here,"
"Whenever you want Auntie Tana you know how to reach her," Santana winked at Quinn. The blonde blushed and looked away.
"Now get outta my car, your mother is practically shooting daggers at my door to see you," it was true, Judy was like in glare mode. She wanted her baby and she wanted her now.
"Bye San, text me later," she said after she got out and had her bags inside.
"Later Fabray," and with that Santana's beautiful Mercedes Benz purred to life and was out of sight in no time.
"A sexy ass car for a sexy goddess, imagine the irony of that," Quinn mumbled before making her way to her crazed mother for the night.
So there you all go. Fourth chapter installed. I hope you all have fun with it. I will start with the good stuff soon. There may be a little smut in the next chapter because of a dream, i am not sure yet. But anyways here you go.