A/N: Thanks for the promts guys. I will be getting onto them when I can but like usual, university is taking pretty much all of my time, and I've been suffering from really bad migranes the past two weeks which is not helping my muse. The first chapter today is an argument between Faberry. I really struggled to write the argument, but hopefully it all came together okay, I tried to put a little bit of old Quinn back into the story. The second snapshot, will take us back to 2011, and it's Brittana. I will very likely be expanding on that snapshot sometime in the future. Thanks for reading and please review.
2027
"You bitch" Suddenly a fist comes out of nowhere and Santana feels the bones in her nose crunch and a blinding pain shooting through her face. Before she can compose herself, another hand comes flying towards her head, smacking her with as much force as the person can muster. Santana has been taught to fight all her life, and as soon as the next punch comes, she manages to finally duck, grab the assailant's hands and pull them around their back. Her eyes widen when she sees the person punching her is no one other than her best friend of nearly 3 decades, Quinn Fabray.
Holding her arms tightly behind Quinn's back, she feels the girl fighting against her restraints. Santana sees her colleague Ben looking at her and Quinn with a raised eyebrow and he mouths 'What have you done?' and she just shrug. She has absolutely no idea.
"Q. I'm going to let go in a second and if you come anywhere near my face again I will pound you into the floor"
"Is that what you did to my wife you whore?" Santana's eyes widen in shock. What the hell is she talking about?
"Quinn, I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. I'm going to let you go now" She lets go and stands back, and lifts her hand to her nose, feeling wetness and as she pulls her hand back she realises her nose is pouring with blood. "Fuck Fabray, what the hell have you done to my face?" Ben gives her a handkerchief and she holds it to her face trying to stop the bleeding. "You've broken my nose you bitch!"
"You fucked my wife you whore" Quinn says trying to get her breathing under control and shaking her hand out, knowing she's probably broken a finger.
"Okay, lets go to my office." Santana says realising they're getting an audience. "Ben can you go get me an ice pack or something" Walking towards her office she starts to rack her brain trying to work out what the hell she could have done, seeing that her phone has a text, she picks it up and sees it's a message from Rachel. She decides to open it.
'San, Quinn is on the rampage. Thinks we slept together Thursday night, I couldn't calm her down in the slightest. I'll be over as soon as I can get someone to babysit. Sorry San xx'
"Fucking hell" She exclaims taking a look at herself in the mirror. She knows that her nose is obviously broken but dealing with this at the moment is more important. Quinn looks positively ready to kill her and the only thing holding her back right now, is the fact that they are in public.
She hears Rachel before she sees her and within seconds the diva is skidding into the room and takes in the sight in front of her. She decides Santana needs more attention right now and walks up to the other girl to asses her nose. "Did she do this?" Santana nods slowly, confusion covering her features trying to work out what has happened between her two best friends. "Okay. You need to get down to the hospital." Santana nods in agreement. "I dropped the kids off at Noah's so I know Amy is at work, I'll give her a text to tell her to expect us in the next hour."
Ben walks into the room and hands Rachel the ice pack before walking out of the room. Rachel holds it up to Santana's nose and the other girl hisses but accepts it knowing it will help with the swelling. "What happened with her Rae?" she asks softly, not daring to look at the other woman in the room.
"I used you as an excuse and she found out that you were with Britt Tuesday night." She explains.
"Oh. Did you meet her the other night then?" Rachel nods with a sad smile. "I assume it didn't go too well?" She shakes her head.
"As well as I expected."
"You can't look at her." Santana says when she looks between her best friends. Rachel is currently concentrating on her nose, and Quinn is stood over in the corner, obviously trying to control her anger, but at the same time listening in on their conversation. "What happened Rach?"
"I thought she was going to hit me" She whispers. "Look at what she did to you San." Santana's heart breaks when she sees tears begin to fall down Rachel's face, pulling her into a hug, she holds her best friend as tight as possible trying to comfort her.
"She didn't hit you though Rach. She'll never hit you." She says looking over at Quinn who is stood there looking down at her shoes, but Santana can easily see the tear tracks on her face. "Why did she think we were fucking?" She asks as she pulls back from the diva.
"I couldn't explain what we did Tuesday night... she just" Shaking her head, she sobs into Santana's chest again. "Can we go to the Doctors San? I can't be around her right now." Santana nods and tells Rachel to go wait for her in the lobby and she'll be there in a second.
Just before Rachel walks out of the room, Quinn decides she needs to sort this. "Rach baby wait." Rachel carries on walking and Santana steps into the doorway to stop Quinn from chasing her wife.
"Why did she lie?" Quinn asks.
"I'm not at liberty to tell you that Quinn, especially after you've just broken my fucking nose." Santana holds the icepack tighter to her nose, trying to get some relief from the pain. "Quinn, she was scared of you today. I have never ever seen Rach scared of anyone before, especially not her own wife."
"I thought you two were having an affair San. Every fibre of my being told me she was cheating on me and I saw red." She runs a hand through her hair. "I was scared of myself this afternoon. I became my father, and hitting you like I did, I can never apologise enough." Santana smiles at her best friend.
"I forgive you Quinn. I do. If I had thought you and Britt were going at it, I don't think they'll be a soul on this planet that will be able to find your body." Quinn chuckles knowing how true this would be as she had felt the same. "You need to sort this Quinn."
She nods and tears begin to pour from her hazel eyes. "I know. How San?"
"I have no idea I'm afraid Quinn. This is not going to be sorted overnight. You two need to work on this." Santana leans forward and wraps one arm around Quinn's shoulders making sure to keep the icepack to her nose and not really caring if she got blood on Quinn's clothes. "I'll text you with what's happening later hun. Now just go home and get the kids."
"Why did she lie Santana? At least tell me that. How do I know she wasn't cheating on me with someone else?"
Santana chuckles. "You know she will never cheat on you because she's Rachel Berry. She would tell you if she started to develop feelings for someone else Q." She sighs knowing she has to at least give the other woman something to work off. "She lied because the person she met up with, you wouldn't like her talking to and it would probably upset you and she didn't want to do that." With that she walks out of the room leaving Quinn to sit in her office deciding what to do.
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Q. She's staying at mine 2nght. My nose is broken in 3 places, thanks : ). I don't know what 2 suggest atm, she's broken Q. How are the kids? S x
Kids are wondering where their mama is. Madeline knows now. I couldn't lie to her. She's no longer talking to me now as well. I've fucked up bad I know. Tell her I love her San and I would never, ever hit her. Q x
I told her & she smiled Q. She's been on the phone with Mad 4 the past few hours calming her down. She told me to tell you who she met up with. It was Shelby Q. X
WHAT? She met up with Shelby? Why couldn't she tell me that?
How do you feel about her meeting up with the woman that hurt her so badly time and time again Q? Truthfully x
Ugh, okay I know. I can't believe she couldn't tell me. Doesn't she trust me to trust her opinion anymore? x
She wanted to go without you making it hard for her. You know you would have done it Quinn so don't lie. x
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Apparently I can't sleep without talking to you. R x
Hey angel. I'm sorry I scared you. I would never hit you. I hope you know that. Q x
I thought I did Quinn but I really thought you were going to hurt me. Tell me it didn't come across your mind? R
I can tell you that. I would never hit you and the only person I wanted to hit today was Santana. The thought of touching you, never crossed my mind. I promise you that. x
That's good to know Quinn. I believe you. Why did you hit her? R x
I thought you two were having an affair Rach. I saw red. You two have always been close so it wasn't hard to come up with images and I just... I made a mistake. Please forgive me, please baby x
That's my problem Quinn. You should trust me enough to know I would never ever cheat on you? I couldn't even lie to you properly about meeting up with my mother, so why would you think I could lie to you about Santana and I? I would never ever cheat on you.
I know that. I knew that but you know my temper Rae. It got the better off me and nothing could stop me believing that San had touched you and it made me feel sick. I'm sorry baby, I really am. I can't believe what I did today. I acted like my father and I am disgusted with myself. I understand if you want a divorce Rae. X
Are you kidding me? Quinn you are my soul mate, I couldn't divorce you if I wanted to. Look at this, I am extremely mad at you and am sat here talking to you through text because I can't sleep without talking to you. YOU ARE NOT YOUR FATHER QUINN FABRAY. Never ever say that again. Promise me that? I do know your temper, but it's never gotten like that before Quinn. X
The way I acted though Rae. It was just like he was back when I was a kid. I am no better than him. I broke Santana's nose because I thought she was sleeping with my wife. I had no proof and I just broke her nose. If it wasn't for her strength, who knows how far I could've gone. x
Stop it. Just stop being a stupid idiot Fabray. You are not your father and you are so much better than him. You have a family that love you. Our kids are not scared of you and I am not scared of you. You are a kind, beautiful, amazing wife and mother and I am proud to call you my wife. Today was a mistake. We both know that and things are going to take time to get back to how they were before but I love you Quinn. Nothing will change that and I would never ever love anybody like your father. I can promise you that Fabray! God you infuriate me sometimes.
Love you too. x
Being serious now. I don't deserve you Rae. You are a saint putting up with me and I really don't ever deserve you or the kids. I wish I could see you right now. x
I know but we need some time apart, and by time I just mean tonight. I'll come over tomorrow when the kids are at school and we'll sort this out. Your boss gonna be OK with you taking tomorrow off? : ) x
I think she'll be cool with it. I love you Rae xx
: ) I love you too princess. So much and that'll never change. I'll be around at 10. Goodnight.
Night angel. Xx
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Quinn smiles when she hears the doorbell go at precisely 10am, there's one thing you can always rely on Rachel for and that is her ability to never be late. Well unless Quinn and sex is involved. Quinn opens the door, a little upset that her wife felt the need to ring the doorbell to her own home and smiles at the sight of her wife.
Rachel looks like she hasn't slept a wink and Quinn knows she looks the same. Rachel takes a step forward and they almost fall into each other's embrace. Rachel holds onto Quinn with all of her might and Quinn manages to guide them both inside and close the door, keeping hold of her wife at the same time. She buries her face into her neck, taking a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of Rachel's perfume. This smell always calms her and at the moment she can't imagine pulling back from this amazing hug.
Rachel decides it's time and reluctantly pulls away with a soft smile on her face aimed at her wife. Lifting her hand, she runs her fingers through the soft blonde curls that have fallen in front of Quinn's face, and brushes them back so they fall back into the correct position. She notices Quinn has tears in her eyes and cups her cheeks and uses her thumbs to catch the fallen ones. "Shhh baby don't cry." She whispers and feels Quinn's head nod up and down.
Leaning forward, she pulls her left hand away from Quinn's cheek and brushes her lips softly across her wife's knowing that at the moment this is what they both need. She pulls back, leans down and picks up Quinn's hand and directs them both in the direction of the living room. She sits down and her heart breaks when Quinn doesn't take her position next to her, but sits on the chair opposite her.
"I don't want to ever scare you again Rachel. You are my world and I can't cope with the fact that you thought I would hurt you in that way." Rachel shakes her head and stands up off the couch before walking over to the chair Quinn is sat on and sits down onto her lap making the blondes eyes widen in shock.
"We work better when we're close like this. Now look at me Fabray." Quinn raises her eyes and smiles at her wife of all these years. "I love you."
Quinn smiles and leans forward to kiss her cheek. "I love you too. What happened on Tuesday then? Lets start from the beginning okay?" Rachel nods understanding that they should have done this to begin with.
"I received a letter the other week. She had obviously seen my work in More than You Ever Know and she wanted to meet up to congratulate me." She sighs. "I knew it was a mistake, but I have a weakness when it comes to Shelby and I went to meet her. It was nice. Really nice until I realised how insanely jealous she was of my success and how much she thought it should be her and not me in that place." She laughs sarcastically. "Do you know what your mother did the next day when I won the Oscar?"
"Uh no. Said congratulations?"
"She did. She also hugged me so tightly, I was afraid she was going to break my rips, she kissed my cheek and told me she had no doubt in her mind that she would be congratulating me over my Oscar the first time she saw my show in New York all those years ago." She chuckles. "Your mother has always made me feel like a star, and my mother on Tuesday made me feel like a nobody Quinn." She sighs.
"You are not a nobody Rachel Fabray and you will never be a nobody." Quinn says wrapping her arms tightly around her wife.
"I know baby. Thank you." She smiles sadly. "We talked for hours. I was enjoying myself by the end of the night and then she started on us. You know I would never have thought that someone who surrogated for a gay couple would be so bigoted. She was asking how the kids cope with gay mothers and how much press did I get being 'out and proud'. God I hate her Quinn. I really hate her." Quinn pulls her wife down onto her further and makes sure she knows she's there to support her.
"You can cry about it Rach. It won't make you weak."
"I know but I don't feel like crying Quinn. I've done all my crying over that woman over the last 17 years and right now I feel nothing. I'm horrible I know but..." Quinn shakes her head.
"She has hurt you every which way possible Rachel. It's not horrible to feel like that."
"I am sorry for lying to you Quinn. I just knew you would be upset about me going to see her" Quinn nods in understanding.
"I know baby. I do understand. I'm so sorry for the way I reacted. I trust you I do, but I just saw red." Leaning up she captures Rachel's lips in a kiss and they fall back into the couch both knowing that at the moment, talking is not what they need, they need to feel each other, to know that the other is there and that the other is happy.
2011
Santana and Quinn have spent the better part of the day sunning by the pool in the Berry's back garden. Joe & Elijah were looking after Madeline in the house and Rachel was spending the day with Kurt & Mercedes.
Santana manages to control her laughter when her phone rings, and she smiles at the ring tone when she hears its Brittany. After ending things with Artie, Santana and Brittany had decided to become a couple of some sort and Santana was deliriously happy. Picking up the phone even brighter smiles covers her face. "Hey baby. What's up?"
"Help me San" Brittany whispers from the other end of the phone.
"Baby what's wrong?" Santana asks sitting forward in her seat. "Brittany?"
"He found out. He found our sexts. Oh god San I'm scared. He's told me to move out." Santana throws the phone to Quinn and tells her to get Brittany to tell her when she is whilst she quickly begins to throw clothes on so she can go over to the Pierce household.
Michael Peirce was known in Lima for the fact that he threw his eldest son out to the curb at the age of 15, when he asked for his advice from his father about the fact that he had feelings for another man. From that point on, Santana & Brittany were always careful around the Pierce's, even down to the fact that Brittany never mentioned Santana at all, and was never allowed to mention the fact that her best friends were Quinn & Rachel.
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Santana runs towards the Pierce household and doesn't even bother knocking on the door, before entering. Once inside she veers towards Michael Pierce with an evil glare on her face, and he has the good decency to step back a little knowing what this small Latina can do to him. She growls before walking up the stairs to help her girlfriend pack. She finds Brittany at the edge of her bed on the floor sobbing loudly. She drops to her knees and wraps her arms around her girlfriend.
"It'll be okay baby."
"He told me he never wanted to see me again San." She whispers softly, eyes widen open and staring at the door just in case he comes anywhere near the room.
"I know baby. I'm so sorry it came down to this." She kisses her temple before standing up to go to the closet and get out two big suitcases to fill all of Brittany's stuff with. Brittany gets out of her reverie and stands up and starts to help Santana pack. "Do you regret being with me? Being gay?" Santana asks softly and Brittany shakes her head and grabs Santana into a hug and kisses her deeply.
"No. Never San. I love you." She smiles. "If mom and dad can't see that I'm happy, then it's their loss not mine. Come on this is everything." She says before zipping up the suitcases and picking one up leaving the other for Santana to pick up. They walk down the stairs and Brittany stops when her mother stands in front of her. "I guess this is goodbye then." Brittany says looking at her shoes.
"Goodbye" Her mother says softly, not quite believing that another child was sinning like Joshua and Brittany have done.
"Do you not regret throwing your two eldest kids out on the street?" Santana says before Brittany can stop her. Mrs Pierces eyes fly up to Santana and her eyes widen in what Santana could only describe as fear. She nods however before she can say anything, Michael comes walking into the room and glares at the two girls.
"Are you still here? Get your filfth out of my house now." He exclaims and Brittany nods. Just before she walks out of the door, she turns around with a small innocent smile on her face.
"Oh just so you know, me and San did it on your bed, the couch, the kitchen counter and on your office table. Might wanna burn it all." She winks before walking out quickly, and getting into the car which is being driven by Quinn. Santana and Brittany get into the back and Brittany finally begins to sob again.
"I'm proud of you baby" Santana says.
"I called Joey, Britt. You are welcome to stay with me and Rach for a little bit however you'll have to share with Madeline. There's not that much room and it can't be permenant." Brittany nods in understanding and sighs.
"I'll contact my Aunt. She's known about me and Santana from the beginning. She'll help." She says with a soft smile making Santana's heart break a little at how strong her baby is being.
"I love you." Santana whispers and Brittany smiles and kisses her lips softly.
"I love you too."
A/N: What did you think? Please if you feel anything was missing from the previous story, tell me and I'll try and write it.