Santana: like this

Mercedes: like this


New York (2018)

A beautiful autumn day in New York; it is not too cold yet, it's early October. The sky is cloudless and the blue contrasts with the shades of the leaves.

She walks serenely side by side with her beautiful girlfriend. This is the first time she comes to New York after that night. There were times she questioned herself; should she have walked away? Wasn't their friendship more important than anything else? But on the other hand, it is difficult to maintain a long distance friendship even when both parts are committed to this task;

Why did she let them break apart?

It was not because of the rejection, it wasn't because of her broken heart, it wasn't due to any kind of resentment; no, she pulled away for the simple fact that she, Quinn Fabray couldn't bear having Rachel Berry around and not hold her in her arms, not as friend, not as a best friend but as the girl of her dreams. It was a selfish act, now that she thinks about it.

Maybe they can start over now?

Quinn looks at her girlfriend and smiles; maybe this is the best time to start over.

"What are you thinking baby?"

"Hm?"

"You're very quiet since we left the hotel…"

"I was just thinking… what a beautiful day uh?"

"Yeah… but you…"

Quinn's phone starts ringing.

"What?" She picks up the phone.

"Where are you?"

"I'm almost there S…" She sighs.

"Hey I was just checking…"

A few minutes of walking and they get in Kurt and Blaine's apartment.

"Quinn!"

Blaine welcomes his friend with a big smile on his face. They immediately jump into each other's arms.

When they're already inside, Quinn introduces her girlfriend.

"Emily this is Blaine, Blaine this is Emily my girlfriend…"

He looks at the woman in question.

"Hi…" He kisses her cheek. "It's a pleasure to meet you…"

"Where's Kurt?"

Quinn questions him as Brittany gets close to hug Emily.

"Hi Em…"

"Hi Brittany… Hi Santana…"

"Hi..." Santana is a little less excited.

"He'll be here any minute… I'm grounded, I had fever all nigh…" He pouts. "But come on, take a seat girls…" Blaine answers.

Only several minutes later he noticed that Kurt was delayed beyond the expected.

"I think I'm gonna call him, he is…"

But before he did it, they hear the murmur coming from behind the front door. As the door opens the voices get more discernible.

"Kurt I can stay at my place…"

"Are you still talking about this? No, you will be here where I can take care of you…" He huffs. "Blaine!" Kurt shouts. "Blaine, come help me here…"

Blaine stands up and goes right away.

"What happened?" Blaine says as soon as he approaches the pair.

"What's going on?" Santana follows him.

"Santana!" Kurt shouts happily.

He gets close to her and hugs his friend, momentarily forgetting Rachel's injured foot.

"Kurt! My foot!"

"Sorry…"

"What's wrong with your foot?" Quinn approaches them as soon as she hears Rachel's scream.

"Quinn?" Rachel smiles weakly.

"Hi guys!" Brittany says happily.

It is almost comically but as they start greeting each other they forget that Rachel is injured.

"Guys, I really need to sit…"

She starts moving toward the couch and Quinn wraps her arms around her right away.

"What happened?" She asks as she tries her best to keep indifferent at Rachel's closeness.

"I rolled my ankle…"

"We were in the hospital…" Kurt adds.

"You have to put your foot up…" Quinn says as she helps Rachel to get on the couch.

"It'd be good to put pillows to get your foot up higher…" Emily says sympathetically.

"Do I know you?" Rachel smiles pleased.

"No, I believe we haven't been introduced yet…"

"Rachel this Emily, Emily this is Rachel…" Quinn says curtly.

Emily smiles and offers her hand to Rachel.

"Hi, I'm Quinn's girlfriend…" She adds playfully.

Rachel shrugs slightly but smiles, her fake smile though. They shake hands.

"Nice to meet you…" Rachel says politely.

Santana and Brittany look at each other.

"Here…"

Kurt settles the pillows under her foot. Rachel is wearing an elastic bandage to contain the swilling.

"I'll take the ice…" Kurt kisses her forehead and goes to the kitchen.

"I'll help you… do you need something else Rach?" Blaine asks caring.

"No, I'm fine thank you Blaine…"

"What were you doing Berry?" Santana asks.

"Rehearsals… but thank God it's not broken…"

"That choreography it's too complicated…" Kurt says from the kitchen.

"Dance is a serious thing…" Brittany says proudly.

"It's my fault I was distracted, but I…"

Her phone starts ringing.

"Hold on guys…" She picks up the phone. "Hi dad… I'm fine… I'm not alone, I'm with Kurt…dad I'm okay… dad, dad… dad let me talk to daddy…"

She sighs frustrated.

"Hi daddy, I'm fine, could you tell dad? Okay… love you too; I love you both… okay by daddy…" She hangs up.

"You have two dads?" Emily asks intrigued.

"Yes…"

"They are…"

"Married? Yes…"

"That's nice… you know, I have this uncle that thinks we can't have kids that they will become gay too…" She rolls her eyes. "You're not gay are you?" Emily teases her.

"Not that I know…"

"You don't know a lot of things Berry…" Santana says testy.

"What you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean…"

"So Quinn, how you guys met each other?" Kurt says while walking toward Rachel.

"It's a funny story actually…" The blonde smiles.

"Yeah… it took me a long time to make her notice me…"

"I know the feeling…" Rachel mumbles. "Ouch!" She whines as Kurt puts the ice on her ankle.

"You do?"

Emily frowns playfully.

"Yeah, I think she only started talking to me when Finn…"

She stops in mid-sentence.

"You mean when you started hitting on my boyfriend?" Quinn says sharply.

"You didn't seem to be too concerned about it ... it wasn't you who sent Kurt to help me with my clothes that time?"

"Okay… this is getting…"

"And you liked the attention… didn't you?" Quinn ignores Kurt's intervention.

"Not liked that, no…I chose to keep my clothes right?"

"Your clothes were hideous…" Santana interrupts them.

"At least I was authentic; I wasn't trying to impress anyone…" She looks at Quinn implying.

"I wasn't trying to impress anyone…"

Rachel chuckles sarcastically. Emily gazes her, she is a little confused.

"Okay, I'll be nice and ignore the sophomore year… so you're telling me that the pink hair wasn't you trying to get attention?"

They stare at each other sorely.

"Enough you two; just grow up…"

Santana huffs irritated. So the frenemy interaction is back again?

"You of all people should know the reason behind the pink hair…"

"You just wanted attention?"

"I'm not Rachel berry…"

"See? What's the point?" She exhales heavily. "You'll always see me as the girl who used to fight for solos every week, the girl who dressed weird, the girl who just wants to call attention… "

Rachel bursts out two years of repressed feelings. Only she says the wrong words. She actually wanted to say: if you loved me as you said why did you give up so easily?

"Sometimes that's what you are… Kurt, Blaine; Emily and I are leaving… she needs to rest she has a busy day tomorrow…"

She offers her hand to her girlfriend and although she didn't notice that sight displeases Rachel even more.

"It was nice to meet you guys…"

Quinn couldn't hear but Rachel's heart is screaming.

"I'm going to see you again? Maybe in another two years…" She says resentful.

"I didn't see you visiting me…"

"I was busy…"

The blonde sighs.

"Bye guys," She hugs Kurt and Blaine. "See you later girls… and Rach, take care of this ankle…"

A few months later…

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, don't worry… they are fine, and they really want to meet you…"

"I know but it's a wedding…"

"So?"

Emily nestles on her chest. They are lying on bed.

"I don't know…"

"You do know that it's my sister's wedding right? it's not ours…"

"You don't tell me…" She teases.

"Are you mocking me?" Emily says playfully.

They giggle and Quinn kisses her forehead.

"Do you think about it?"

"What?" Quinn frowns.

"We getting married…"

"Sure…"

"That's not very convincing…"

Quinn smiles dreamy.

"You know… when I was younger, a teenager, I used to think about it a lot… I wanted the perfect wedding; it should be in the same church mom and dad got married… I would wear a beautiful white dress, proud to have kept my virginity of course…" She nibbles her lip. "My dad would take me to the altar where my perfect future husband would be waiting for me… for a long time I remained convinced that that was my fate… but…"

Quinn smiles with the memories.

"Being part of glee or better yet, being part of that family made me see that I was much more than I thought I was…"

She made me see I was much more than I thought I was…

She then remembers Rachel's smile when she showed her Yale letter and how the brunette was so truly happy for her.

"It's not that I don't want it… I just see it differently now…"

"And how you see it?"

"Well… first of all no dad walking me to the altar…"

Emily giggles at that.

"And…"

As she starts her description, the fantasy begins.

"Hm… let me see…no big wedding… I know you like lame and corny things, and attention… but I don't want anything too big… B and San will be our maids of honor of course; I think… it must be in Hawaii at sunset, and just few a guests, the people we care the most… And I want Mercedes to sing and no, you can't sing, you need to speak your vows… because I love when you're rambling…"

Yes, she is fantasying about Rachel. The sunset, their friends and Rachel's beautiful smile. Beth holding the rings and Santana making jokes. She even can see Puck's smirk as the words - and now you may kiss your bride - are said.

"Well I'm definitively not gonna sing…"

Quinn gets back to reality.

"Uh… yeah… but this is future stuff…"

"Well, I hope so…" Emily says hopeful.


"Good bye Rachel…"

Lima, December 2022.

Did she just reject Rachel?

"Hey what's up?" Santana asks as she walks out of the auditorium.

"Can you take me home?"

Brittany shrugs disappointed, Santana nods and she goes to Rachel.

"Sure…"

They walk silently toward the car.

"Are you okay?" the brunette asks when they get inside the car.

"I'm engaged…"

Santana opens her mouth widely and then she closes and then she opens again. She honestly doesn't know what to say first.

"You're what?!" She finally says.

"Engaged…"

"You're fucking kidding me?" She laughs. "Wait, you're serious?"

The blonde nods.

"Let me get this right… you broke up with Emily because she wanted a commitment and you said it was too soon."

Suddenly uncomfortable, Quinn fidgets on the seat.

"You guys were together for two years… but now you're engaged? You're dating him for less than five months!"

"I…"

"Don't even say you're madly in love with him…" She huffs angrily. "I don't get you… you… sometimes I look at you and I see an amazing and confident woman but then you do things like that; you remember when you asked me to help you to change the votes for prom queen? I got so proud of you… you did something so special, so selfless… you grew up! You had mature, more than any of us; this was what I thought at that time… and then what? You went to Yale and started dating that stupid professor!"

"Can we just go?" She says annoyed.

"You…"She sighs. "Okay…"

Santana took her home and then she headed to Rachel's. The red eyed brunette is with her head on Brittany's lap while the blonde strokes her hair.

"Hey…"

"Hey…"

"What happened?"

Rachel sits up.

"She is engaged? And you guys didn't tell me?"

"I told you Rach; I didn't know…" Brittany says sadly.

"Yeah, she didn't tell us…"

They let the silence embrace them for a while.

Then Rachel speaks.

"I read something about them but I thought it was nothing… Okay I'm not judging her or anything but I really thought she was gay…"

"Gayer than me sometimes…" Santana smirks. "But she is Quinn; sometimes she is such a baby…"

"He is cute…" Brittany says out of the blue.

"Who?"

"Thomas… he is very cute… sometimes…" She starts thinking.

"What?" Rachel asks curious.

"I think that… he is just like you…"

"Me?"

"Yes…"

Santana frowns, thinking over what Brittany just said.

"You actually have a point B… I think that's why I can't talk with him for more than thirty seconds…" She teases.

"Hey!" Rachel complains.

"Well, I think he is very like you…"

"Do you guys think she is serious about this?"

"I don't even know if they have sex…"

"San…"

"What? It's true…"

"Can we not talk about Quinn having sex with anyone else other than me?"

"Whatever… just keep your scurrilous fantasies for yourself…"

"It wasn't fantasies…" She mumbles.

"Knock, knock…" Kurt and Blaine appear on the doorway. "We came as fast as we could…" he pouts.

"Yeah…" Blaine says sadly.

"Hi guys…"

"What are you going to do?" The hair gel man says.

"I still don't know…"

"What you mean? You're coming to New York with us right?" Kurt asks concerned.

"No… I'll stay here…"

"Did you dads cancel the cruise?"

"No… they're still going tomorrow…"

"Are you gonna be here alone? Rachel you can't…"

"Yeah, it's too sad…" Brittany adds.

"Well, Finn is here too…"

They all open their mouths widely. Rachel draws her lips into her mouth trying to hold back her grin.

"You guys should see your faces right now…" She laughs.

"That's actually not funny…" Kurt complains.

"And pretty dangerous," Santana narrows her eyes at her.

"I was just kidding guys…"

"Why don't you wanna come with us?" Blaine questions her.

"It's actually funny but I don't want to come back to New York… and I'm not in the mood for parties…"

"What about… you know, Quinn?" Kurt asks.

"Well, she is engaged; I can't force her, but I still have something to say to her…"


"Engaged?"

"Yes…"

"And you're just telling me now?"

Judy is indignant and upset. Sometimes her daughter is so frustrating. They're at the airport; Santana and Brittany are talking to Mrs. Lopez as Puck is on the phone.

"Does this have something to do with Rachel?"

"No… why?"

"I don't know, … I know she is married but then she appears here and sends you flowers and cards… and now you're telling me you're engaged…"

"Rachel is getting divorced…"

"Oh… well, that's…"

"She said she loves me and that she wants me…"

Judy smiles happily.

"Did she? Quinn this is something you've always wanted, right? Please tell me you're not going to marry Thomas; as much as I like him I know he is not the one for you…"

"How do you know?"

"Quinn…"

"Mom…

"Look I understand why you started dating him, he is cute but no… I know you don't love him…"

"He would never hurt me…"

The older Fabray looks at her daughter with affection in her eyes.

"You never got over her, right?"

"What you're talking about?"

"You once told me that there wasn't any other girl for you… none of the girls you dated were good enough… how could they be? They weren't Rachel…"

"This is…"

"You know, I never understood why you broke up with Emily," Judy cuts her. "She is such a lovely girl and she loved you so much but there was just only one for you right? This is you telling your heart that it'll always be that way…"

"This is all nonsense… besides, I'm engaged it's not like we're already married…"

"Quinn?"

They hear Rachel's voice. Judy smiles at her and the Broadway star gets closer.

"Hi Judy…"

"Hi Rachel…"

Rachel hugs the older woman and Judy hugs her back tight, it is like she used to do and Rachel feels like home.

"I will be very quick, I promise…" she says to Quinn.

"I'm going to talk to Maribel and the girls…"

They nod and look as Judy approaches the three other women.

"You're not going to New York?"

"No…"

"You're staying here? Alone?"

"Yeah… I think I need time to myself… I…"

"Rach… look I'm sorry for last night, but I can't,"

"Don't worry I'm not here to sing or recite poems," She teases.

Quinn licks her own lips.

"Okay…"

Rachel looks around and tugs her hair behind her ear.

"I don't know if you know but I was going to see you in L.A after that night… one month after that night precisely; I even bought a ticket…"

The blonde narrows her eyes, she gets curious.

"Why you didn't go?"

"Finn…"

"Why? What did he do?"

"When I said I was going to see you I meant I was going to be with you…"

Quinn swallows and run her fingers through her hair.

"But he showed up at the airport and I chickened; I chose the easiest way…"

Rachel sighs gloomily and Quinn stares at her emotionless.

"But I'm not here because of this…" She tries to get lively.

"No?"

"No, this is past now… I'm here because I failed as a friend; I'm here to ask for forgiveness… So, can you forgive me?"

"I failed too Rach…"

Rachel takes her hand and squeezes it. "Please?"

"But yes, I forgive you…"

The actress smiles a truly and beautiful smile; Rachel slides her hand on the blonde's waist and pulls her close into a not at all just friend's hug. Sometimes she forgets Quinn is not her wife.

Meanwhile Santana watches them from afar, thinking that it was because of hugs like those she started suspecting that there was more than just friendship between them.

"I don't want to live without you anymore and I'm happy if you're happy… I'd like us to be friends again; maybe I can visit you in L.A…"

The blonde nods still bewildered with the hug.

"Quinn?"

Santana calls her.

"I have to go…" Quinn says not so sure.

"Okay…"

Brittany approaches them too.

"Bye Rach…" She says a little sad. "Happy new year since we're not gonna see each other…"

"Happy new year B…" She hugs the tall blonde.

She turns to Santana and then they stare at each other for a moment.

"Just hug me already…" Santana rolls her eyes.

Rachel smiles her big smile and embraces the Latina.

"I know that you only care about your blondie but you can visit us one of these days…"

"My intention, really… don't worry…"

"Good…"

"Now come here!"

Puck hugs her tight.

"Are you sure you don't wanna come, you know Puck's New Year's Eve party is epic…"

"Maybe next year Puck… I'm really not into parties right now…"

"Okay…" he pouts.

"Bye guys…"

Three adamant eyes looking at her; she rolls her eyes playfully and turns to Rachel.

"Bye, see you then?"

Rachel nods.


She really didn't manage to rest; she got uneasy throughout the flight. As if something was not right. It didn't get better when they landed in L.A.

"Are you okay?" Santana asks as they exit the airport.

"Yes… just wanna go home…"

The only thing she wanted to do when she got home was to go to bed and stay there the rest of the day. And in fact it was morning when she woke up with the buzz of her phone.

She looks at the screen and she sees that she has a lot of missed calls.

She calls her mother promptly.

"Hello…"

"Quinnie! Why didn't you answer my calls?"

"Sorry, I came to bed as soon as I arrived… I just checked my phone now…"

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, perfect… "

"Okay, I'll call you later then… bye honey…"

"Bye mom…"

She hangs up the phone and exhales soundly; stretching her arms she looks at her nightstand. She then opens the drawer and takes the black ring box.

Quinn stares at the box for a while and then she finally opens it. She takes the ring and starts slipping it on her ring finger. But she stops halfway.

Santana introduced them. He got in love as soon as he put his eyes on her, on his words. With her it definitely wasn't like that, but she couldn't deny that there was something about him that captivated her, the intensity of his smile and his lovely brown eyes.

Thomas is third one years old but as all his friends usually say he has a soul of a boy. He is a singer and despite his big contract, he likes having a more ordinary lifestyle. Sometimes he gets annoyed with the paparazzi that once and while follows her.

She looks at the ring one more time and places it into the box. A simple gesture that however is full of meaning.


December 29.

She is sitting alone on her favorite restaurant, Thomas was also out of town and he gets home today. In the table in front of her there is a little girl. She is trying to convince her mother that she can eat alone.

"She is cute uh?"

"What?"

Quinn looks at her waiter.

"Toni… that's her name…" he points to the little girl.

"Oh…"

The "trouble" man (only he is much more elegant and neat) smiles at her.

"Yes, she is… uh? You said Toni?"

He smirks. "Yes, Antoinette… she reminds me of a friend of mine daughter…" he smiles. "That girl is a thing… she likes to sing, but if you ask her what she likes to do the most she will smile her biggest smile and will say: jump! She loves to jump…"

She smiles looking at nothing in particular.

"But, I'm disturbing you… you made your choice?"

"No, you're not; I'm fine…" She says to the black man and then she looks at the little brunette girl in front of her.

She then waves to the girl who waves back.

After she finish eating and is ready to leave the place, as she walks near the table she decides to say good bye.

"Bye… Toni, right?"

The little girl's mother smiles at her. "Her name?" Quinn nods. "No… say your name honey…"

"Jessica…" The girl says happily.

"Jessica, what a beautiful name… bye Jessica…"

"Bye…"

Before she left Quinn looks around but he is nowhere near.

He must be mistaken.


Thomas arrived at afternoon. She was waiting for him on the living room's couch.

"Hey there! Miss me? Guess what? I just had this amazing idea for my next album, I'm telling you baby it's sheer brilliance… My mom sent you a kiss, my sister too; how was Christmas by the way? You were a little strange on the phone… I hope it was good, did Beth like my gift?"

She knows she has to stop him otherwise he will ramble forever.

"Baby?"

"Yes?"

He kisses her and sits on the couch too.

"What?"

"We need to talk…"

He looks at the ring box on the coffee table and then to her finger. He sighs disappointed.

"You're not wearing the ring…"

"I'm not…"

"Why?"

"Thomas, although I really care about you and I think you're a wonderful guy, I am not in love with you…"

"I know but…"

"I should've been honest with you from the beginning… but when you proposed I got flattered… and… you were so happy…"

"Okay, I was really eager to marry but I think I can wait…"

"That's the point I don't want you to wait…"

She runs her fingers through his hair.

"I've been numb… for years actually, I just locked my heart afraid of feel again… but you came along with your vivacity and your love and you captivated me, and although most of the time I'm entirely gay, I've never opposed dating man… I did it before… but, I was accommodated in this relationship and maybe if it wasn't your proposal I wouldn't think about it, the truth is that I can't be with you… I'm sorry…"

"This really sucks…" he pouts playfully. "You know I love you, right?"

"You love a piece of me Thomas… you don't know me entirely; you couldn't…"

"Why not?"

"My closest friends took ages to know me completely… you just know me for less than a year, and we're together for only five months…"

"I opened up to you…"

"I know, cause that's the way you are… but I'm… I'm very…"

"Reserved…"

"Yeah…"

"See? I know you enough to know that…"

She giggles.

"Here, take it… I don't have any doubt that you're going to find the right person; and you'll need this…" she hands him the box.

"So you're breaking up with me?"

She nibbles her lip. "Yes… think on the good side, you're single and free… New Year 's Eve is right there… drinks and chicks?"

"Yes for the drinks… but I would swap all the chicks in the world just for you…"

She stares at his endearing brown eyes and kisses him fondly.

"I hope this woman appears soon, you know, I'm Jewish and this was pretty expensive…"

"Yes you are…" Her eyes open widely.

Great!

"What?"

"I just realized… you… nothing, never mind…"

Oh my God! I really never got over her…


December 30.

"Cheers to Bella fuckers!"

Santana yells as she raises her glass up.

"Yes, cheers to me!"

"Hey girls… starting without me?"

"Quinn!"

"Hi cedes!"

They hug each other.

"How was Christmas?" She smirks. "How is Rachel?"

"They told you?"

Quinn rolls her eyes and Mercedes giggles as Brittany nibbles her lip guiltily.

"Way to dump Berry… I thought you loved her…" Mercedes teases.

"So do I…"

"Hi Em…"

Emily gets close and kisses her cheek.

"Didn't you say her name in our bed?"

Quinn cheeks turn red.

"Emily!" she reprimands her ex girlfriend.

The brunette woman laughs.

"You're such an ass Quinn…"

"Are you complaining?"

"Not really, now I have her…" Isabella kisses her girlfriend.

"Enough with the sappy! Let's drink!"

"It's not fair, it was an accident…"

Flashback:

"Hey baby, I'm home!"

"Hey…"

"What's the matter beautiful?"

Emily jumps onto bed to get close to Quinn.

"Just had this awful day…"

"Tell me…"

"It's really nothing; this guy told me I wasn't good enough for a part…"

"Baby this happens… I mean, it's the way things are in this business…"

"yeah…"

She nods as a memory takes over her mind.

"What?! Take your coat…"

"Why?"

"We're going to see this asshole of course! Who he thinks he is to say you're not good enough!" Rachel says furious, her veins popping out her neck.

"Rachel is just a stupid college play… let's enjoy our day, you just arrived…"

"You're really don't know me at all if you think I'm going to-"

"I know you… and thanks for taking care of me…"

"I'll always take care of you…"

"I'm happy for this… but now I want to take you to dinner...okay? let's not worry about anything else…"

"Okay… but Quinn,"

"Yeah?"

"You're special and amazing, never doubt it…"

"Quinn?"

"Yes?" She gets back to reality.

"Where did you just go?"Emily asks.

"Nowhere…"

"Don't be like this…" She kisses her softly. "I know how to make you feel better…"

"You do?

"Mmhm…"

Normally it would be true but Quinn's mind is flying away.

Okay… stop thinking about Rachel, Quinn…

Emily settles between her legs.

"Are you okay?" Emily looks up.

"Yes…"

Come on Quinn you're expert at avoiding sex…

What should I do?

Emily dives in.

Anything!

It's just sex anyway… just focus and get rid of it!

Her girlfriend starts sucking her.

Okay focus…

There's something that never fails to get her there. It's not really a fantasy; it really happened, well, at least partly.

She was lying on bed and Rachel was in the shower. She was awake but she pretended to be sleeping; she wanted to play a prank on the brunette. But as Rachel walked in the bedroom she couldn't resist but spy a little.

Rachel was with her back turned to Quinn and as she knew the blonde was sleeping she let the towel fell down.

Quinn stopped breathing for a moment completely entranced by Rachel's sexy frame.

It's when the fantasy started, because in the fantasy she stood up and walked toward the brunette. She pressed their bodies together and started planting kisses on Rachel's neck as she cupped both breast and squeezed them.

"Oh yeah… oh Rachel you feel so good… I'm coming for you…"She whispers.

For a moment she forgot she wasn't masturbating. Except that she actually is; Emily stopped her motions right after she heard Quinn moaning Rachel's name.

Quinn doesn't care, not at the moment, she desperately needs to come. Her eyes are close as she keeps Rachel in her thoughts and her finger on her clit.

"I'm almost there baby… oh Rachel!" She moans as she comes and then she regrets; she sits up and tries to hold her girlfriend.

"Was it good for you?"

"It's not what you're thinking…"

Emily gets out of bed and leaves the bedroom.

"Em!"

Now:

"Yeah… right Quinn…" Santana snorts annoyed.

"San, stop teasing her…" Brittany reprimands her calmly.

"It was unconscious…"

"Hey… don't worry… no hard feelings…" Emily smiles at her.

They actually didn't break up right after that, but it did help a lot. Emily could understand why Quinn didn't want a commitment.

"Where's that fiancé of yours…" Santana gets closer to her.

"Actually, I broke up with him…" She shrugs.

"Well…"

"Oh please, don't pretend you're not happy…"

"I'm not happy, happy, because he is a nice guy but I'm happy that now you are gonna be with Rachel…" Brittany says happily.

"Who said that?" Quinn frowns.

"Oh Lord! Give me strength!" Santana looks up dramatically.

"Hey bitches! It's my birthday! And I want you to sing to me San!"

Isabella approaches them.

"Okay…"

Santana rolls her eyes.

"I'm going to film baby…" Brittany shouts.

After the first song, Santana called Mercedes to join her.

"Attention everyone… as you noticed you guys will have the honor to have two divas singing to you tonight…"

All their friends cheer them.

"So, Mercedes and I would like to dedicate this song to two of our best friends in the world… ready to be fabulous Mercedes?"

"Born ready baby…"

Rachel was watching Tv when she heard her phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Rach… I'll put you on video chat… hold on…"

"Why?"

"Santana is gonna sing to you…"

"You guys are drunk, aren't you?"

"Not yet…"

Rachel giggles.

"Okay…"

She can see Santana and Mercedes and that makes her melt. And then they start singing.

I feel weak, we've been here before

Cause I feel we keep going back and forth

Maybe it's over, maybe we're through

But I honestly can say

I still love you

.

Rachel can't help but smile. Their friends are giving her goosebumps.

.

Maybe we reached the mountain peak

And there's no more left to climb

And maybe we lost the magic piece

And we're both too blind to find

.

Let's start over

Let's give love their wings

Let's start over

Stop fighting about the same old thing

Let's start over

We can't let our good love die

Maybe we can start all over

Give love another life

.

I can see that we're not happy here

So why would we keep pretending when there's nothing there

Maybe you like it, well I don't

Maybe you'll settle, well I won't

.

Rachel is crying copiously now. Their voices are just amazing.

.

Maybe we reached the mountain peak

And there's no more left to climb

And maybe we lost the magic piece

And we're both too blind to find

.

Let's start over

Let's give love their wings

Let's start over

Stop fighting about the same old thing

Let's start over

We can't let our good love die

Maybe we can start all over

Give love another life

.

I know that this will hurt you

I know you'll cry I know I called you selfish but that's a lie

I feel I know what's the best for us

.

All Quinn can think is how she loves her friends.

.

Let's... start over!

And let's give love their wings

Let's start over

I'm tired of fighting about the same old thing

Let's start over

We both know that this love won't die

Maybe we can start all over

And give love another life

.

When Santana and Mercedes finish the song both Quinn and Rachel are a mess of tears and sobs.


"You love to do it right Morgan? You can't just not interfere?"

"Shut Megan… all right Quinn… for you it will only be a dream…"

The trouble man smiles prideful.

A tipsy Quinn throws herself on bed completely unaware of his presence outside of Santana's house. She closes her eyes and falls asleep right away.

And then…

She opens her eyes; she can feel someone jumping on the bed. She turns around and sees her. Toni.

"Hi mom Quinn!" The little Brunette jumps into her mother's arms.

"uh… hi…"

Quinn rubs her eyes. But the girl is really there.

Toni jumps on the floor and runs toward the door.

"Wait… where are you going?"

Quinn gets out of the bed and she notices that this is not her bedroom. She walks toward the window and sees through it.

New York?

She walks out of the room and she hears voices; she follows the sounds and as she gets in the living room she gets surprised.

"Rachel? Beth?"

"Hi Quinn… sorry baby, she woke you up uh?" Rachel gets close and kisses her quickly on the lips.

"What?

"Oh… you're awake?" Shelby approaches them.

"Kind of…" She whispers.

"Can we please open the gifts?" Beth says eager.

"Rach?"

"Yes Baby?"

"Am I dreaming?"

Rachel smiles her big smile.

"Would you like it to be real?"

"Yes…"

"So wake up…"

"What?"

"Wake up…"

"Wake up! Quinn Wake up…"

"What… when… Santana?"

She sits up. Santana is sitting on the bed.

"What's time is it?"

"Noon… look, B and I are going to eat breakfast, want to join us?"

"I can't…"

"Why not?" Santana narrows her eyes curious.

"I'm going to the airport…"

"What? Why? Where are you going?"

Quinn gets out of the bed.

"Isn't it obvious? Lima!"


This is why I wanted Rachel to try hard, because I wanted Quinn to be the one with the final romantic act. She deserves.

The song:

Start over ( Beyonce)

I'm not a fan of her but I like this song and I totally imagined San and Cedes singing it.

Also, in the other chapter I forgot one song:

Take my breath way (Berlin)

Give me your thoughts, I'll be very happy.