A/N: Sorry for the slow updates. Here is a quick short chapter. Was originally going to be longer but I wanted to get something up. Hope you like it. Shows more interaction btw Quinn and her old friends. Quinn and gang are taking me in a different direction (a longer one too) then I originally thought/planned. Hope you like where I am going. Please continue to review it is SO appreciated. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. Glee is property of it's creators and FOX.

Quinn woke to the sound of little feet running to her room. The door swung open with a bang and both Evan and Sean dove onto her bed. "Umph." Quinn gasped as Sean's elbow hit her right breast.

"Sorry Mama."

"It's alright buddy."

"We made you breakfast." Evan announced. Quinn looked up to see Brittany holding a tray with Mickey Mouse pancakes. "Mickey, my favorite. Thank you." Quinn kissed her boy's cheeks befoe taking the tray from Brittany.

"We ate breakfast with everyone Mama. I told them how Daddy is in the Army." Evan beamed

"That's great honey. Was it fun?"

"Yeah, is everyone staying?" Quinn looked at Brittany who nodded her head, "Probably for a day or so."

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After breakfast in bed with her boys Quinn took a shower and go read for the day. She had a lot to do she had to meet with Trey her manager, then she had to talk to Margret her editor, and finally she was due to go to the base to take some photographs of the men training and a portrait of the commanding officers. Going to the base was the last thing she wanted to do. Seeing all those men in uniform would only make her miss and worry about Colon more. However she'd promised to take the pictures for a calendar which all the proceeds would go to the Wounded Soldiers Foundation.

Once downstairs Quinn found that it was just Puck and Santana in the house. "Where's everyone?"

"Brittany, Finn, and Rachel took the boys to the park. We figured you had a lot to do today." Santana said as she handed Quinn some water.

"God I already miss coffee," She joked smirking at Santana who returned with her own smirk, the same one from high school.

"So what are your plans?" Puck asked from his seat. It was weird standing in her own kitchen with just her former best friend and former lover when she hadn't seen nor talked to either in 10 years. Quinn was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt for avoiding and abandoning two people who were and still are so important to her. She wished she could have been braver sooner, healed sooner, so that she wouldn't have missed so much of their lives. At least with Santana she had Brittany to keep her in the loop but with Puck it was the opposite. She knew nothing about him; was he married, what was his job? There was so much she didn't know about the father of her eldest child.

"I have some phone calls to make and then a photo shoot at the base."

Santana paused mid drink, "Can't the photo shoot wait?"

Quinn shook her head, if only. "No I promised to do it for the Wounded Soldiers Calendar. It's part of the reason I was going to go public with my identity, so we could raise money with the calendar. That and I promised Colon I'd go public before he came home, that I'd stop hiding." There really wasn't much more to say. She owed it to the soldiers and Colon to continue to work even if all she wanted to do was stay home and hold her baby boys.

"I think they'd understand if you postponed." Puck stared at her from across the room.

"it doesn't matter if they'd understand. A promise is a promise. I told myself when I entered college I'd be true to my word and that's what I plan to do."

"Oh like you were true to your word when you said you'd keep in tough." The verbal slap stung instantly. She her temper begin to boil. Puck had always been able to rile her up with so little words.

"Things happened."

"Your grandpa died, big whoop."

Quinn's eyes narrowed and she stepped forwards only to be halted by a strong hand on her forearm. "You know nothing."

"Then tell us," Puck replied. He stood tall and glared at her.

"I don't have too," and with that she pulled from Santana and marched to her office slamming the door shut. Picking up the phone she called Trey.

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Santana watched he best friend storm away with a heavy heart. She'd seen the pain in her eyes when Puck verbally attacked her. Turning she quickly closed the small distance between herself and Puck slapping him across the face.

"Ow, what the hell Santana?"

"Don't what the hell me. What the fuck was that Puckerman. Her husband is missing." Fury shone deep in her brown eyes as she glared at him. Puck's head instantly hung, "I know, I'm sorry. I just, I…".

Santana rubbed her face, "I know you're upset with her, mad even, so am I, but now is not the time to pick a fight with her. If we want to keep her in our lives after all this we have to be supportive, not vengeful. "

"I know. I just don't think she needs to stress of working right now with everything going on. Then when she said she had to be true to her word all I could think about was the promise we made to each other at graduation, that no matter what we'd be their fore one another. We'd stay in touch. God Dan. We have a daughter together, that means something, at least to me."

"And to her," Santana replied softly. She'd definitely mellowed over the past ten years. She was more sympathetic and compassionate rather than apathetic and ignorant. "I know it doesn't seem like it at its splitting hairs but she kept part of her promise, she was there for you."

"Don't you think I know that." Puck yelled. Taking a calming breath, "that's what sucks. She could keep that promise but I couldn't she wouldn't let me. I could have been there, I could have been Brittany."

"Perhaps, perhaps not, the important thing is that you are here now, She needs you now, so this is your chance to keep that promise."

Puck smiled, "you're right I should go apologize."

Santana watched him head to the office a small smile on her face. It was nice to be the one reassuring others. Helping Puck even helped herself. The broken or fractured promise of the past didn't matter now, all that was important now was the present and the future it could create.

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