The atmosphere in the Fabray household was unfathomable. Quinn wasn't sure about what it was that made it clear to Lily that she was no longer in love with her but still, Lily knew. She knew only too well. That was the saddest thing in Quinn's mind, the fact that she hadn't even realised how she'd been treating her, she hadn't even noticed the flirting with Puck.

It wasn't even just Lily who'd figured it all out, Britt and I had realised it all too, and Brittany had only met her twice.

After yet another two hours arguing, Lily admitted to purchasing a ticket back to New York for herself the day before. They broke up. I'm fairly sure Quinn hasn't had any contact with her since that day, even up to now. As soon as Lily walked out of the door I was fairly sure, although I didn't say it to Quinn, that she seemed happiest I'd seen her since we'd left for Uni the previous year. There was a moment I thought Quinn might actually have feelings for Lily, and I immediately felt guilty for the things I said. Then she settled into a seat in the living room and began talking to the two of us as though nothing had happened.

We ended up talking for three hours, just Quinn, Britt and I, talking about everything. That was when things really started changing for Quinn, when things began to become better for her.

There was a knock on the door and I spotted a car outside I didn't recognise. As I opened the door, I felt my heart do somersaults as a little blonde girl with a head full of curls run into the house shouting "Momma Q! Momma Q!" Seeing, in person, for the first time in a year the person my two best friends had made, caused me to feel a rush of parenthood. Like I was the one the girl was calling 'Momma'. Like I was the one she was running to.

It was then that I saw Shelby shutting the door of her car and waving at me.

Watching Quinn interact with her daughter was endearing, it soon occurred to me that I hadn't told Brittany about Beth. Not that it mattered, it was just she was slightly confused for a little bit. After all, watching a small girl call Quinn 'Momma' was enough to confuse anyone not in the know. All the confusion fell away soon enough though; Beth really did look exactly like Quinn.

Shelby had a rather becoming smile which was comforting, it took me back (again) to High School, back to the Troubletones, back to various performances we'd performed over the years. Back to when we sang Keep Holding On to Quinn when she first fell pregnant. Finn and Puck thought it was all about them, that they were the only ones affected but they were wrong. People seemed to forget about me; I might have been a bitch but Quinn was still my best friend.

Bringing my thoughts back to the scene in front of me I began to think about having a family. Not right then, of course, but in the future. Before being with Britt I thought that I wouldn't really be parent (or even girlfriend) material, but then I thought I'd never find someone to love me; someone I loved. The fact that I found Brittany was surprise enough, the idea of children was simply extraordinary.

"So Santana, I wasn't expecting you here," Shelby smiled, crossing her legs and pursing her lips before taking a sip of her second glass of wine that day, "and I most definitely wasn't expecting to see you with a girlfriend."

"You and me both," I laughed, taking Brittany's hand and squeezing it slightly, "I don't know why she's stuck around so long to be honest."

"Neither do I," teased Britt, earning a laugh from both Shelby and I, "no, I'm joking. She really is lovely although I don't think she wants anyone else to think so."

"Hey!" I protested, tapping her shoulder and letting go of her hand jokingly. The rest of the conversation was light, all of our main focus on Quinn and Beth making pictures on the floor. They looked so right together, so comfortable. According to Shelby, ever since the first day Quinn was back from New York, she had at least a few hours a day with the girl. It made sense, of course, nothing could break the bond of DNA, but it was still fascinating to me that Quinn was making such an effort with the daughter she could never really have total control over.

Just when Brittany and I were about to go home, we heard another knock at the door.

"Well Momma Q is popular today isn't she Bethy?" slurred Shelby, it soon became clear that she'd had a little too much to drink.

The little girl laughed, wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck and the pair of them walked towards the door.

Puck's face when Quinn opened the door said it all. It couldn't get much better for him, Quinn and Beth there opening the door to him much like they might when they were together, when they were a family.

Only they weren't together, and they most definitely were not a family.

"Daddy!" Beth jumped out of Quinn's arms securely landing into Puck's. With that word, Puck turned as white as a sheet and turned to see Rachel looking at him confused, her head shaking from side to side, looking from him to Beth and back again.

"Da-Da-Daddy?"

He hadn't told her. He hadn't told his girlfriend of months that he had a daughter. As I watched the fight, the pain in both their eyes I couldn't help but think. You idiot. You idiot. You idiot. There was shouting, a lot of shouting. All from Rachel. Quinn took Beth upstairs and Puck just stood there, allowing the brunette to shout and cry. Never did he attempt to defend himself, the only word which left his lips was "Sorry." And I could see it in his face; he was sorry. He did mean to tell her, he just didn't know when, he never found the right time. Then was most definitely not it.

Other questions were fired at him which he answered all with the turn of his head. Rachel did not back down, that was until one final question was hurled at him.

"Do you love her?" She meant Quinn, we all knew that. He turned back to look at Rachel, examining her face before closing his eyes and nodding. He didn't want to watch her go and yet he could not make her stay. He did love Quinn, it was she he chose, the one he would always choose.

It was at that point Quinn chose to walk down the stairs. Rachel's eyes snapped to her before storming out of the house. Puck turned around and looked to Quinn, taking in everything about her. She smiled at him and nodded lovingly, she knew she shouldn't have but it was her natural reaction. Once she noticed what she'd done she snapped her hand to her mouth and ran back upstairs, slamming her bedroom door behind her.


Puck drove Shelby and Beth home, by that point, Shelby was more than a little bit drunk. Before they left, Shelby give each of us a hug and whispering only a little too loudly to Puck, "Don't screw it up this time." He nodded, still a little sore from the things Rachel had said and walked out of the house with them as she handed him the keys to her car.

Brittany and I tried our best to talk to Quinn.

"Why didn't he tell her though, San, why?"

"He loves you." she looked at me, as though she were searching my face for lies. She found none, I was telling the truth and she knew it.

"I know he does." she nodded and sat down helplessly on her bed, "I love him too."

"You do?" my eyes widened and looked to Britt before joining Quinn on the bed, "Well that's great!"

"No it's not. Can't you see San? We've broken two people all because we were too stupid to admit that we loved each other. What if we can't talk about other things? It's not good at all."

"You broke two people because you love each other; you only want each other. That's why you broke Lily and Rachel. I've known from the start things with him weren't right, he didn't even introduce me to her until he had to, and they'd already been seeing each other months. She didn't mean a lot to him Quinn. You do." she stopped crying, walked over to her mirror and began to laugh.

"Yeah." she picked up the picture of Puck, Beth and herself and traced her finger over it lightly, "Yeah you're right."

"I think we should leave you two alone now. You need to talk. You need to figure this all out." Walking up to me and wrapping her arms around my neck, she kissed my cheek and smiled at me.

"I love you San, thank you."

"I love you too, Q. Just, sort things out OK?"

"We will. You go get your lady and treat her to something that has nothing to do with your crazy ass friends will you?" she laughed before looking to Brittany, giving her a hug and kiss too.

Don't worry. I thought with a smirk planted on my face, I plan to.