Quinn sat there with Claire and Ollie, considering they where only small and young they definitely knew how to look after there mom. They cried with Quinn, for hours on end when she told them Santana had left. Now, all cried out they sat huddled together on the couch in the corner. Quinn sat in the actually corner part with Claire on one side leaning on her and Ollie on the other, she draped one arm lazily over Ollie's shoulder as she kissed his head softly. Whilst her other arm was next to her, hand playing with Claire's blonde hair.
Quinn sniffed and both children turned to look at her, they each kissed her on the cheek smiling their sweetest smiles.
"What do you do when someone you love leaves?", Ollie asked curiously, his eyebrow raised as he watched Quinn carefully his arm around his sister for comfort.
"Try to stop loving them, I suppose.", Quinn shrugged.
"And is that possible?", Claire pipped in.
"No".
A year has passed now since Santana had walked out never looking back. A year gone and still Quinn jumps when she hears the doorbell hoping it was her, or when her phone beeped or rung. Apparently, to Quinn's knowledge Santana had sold her business and was working else where, no longer her own boss, but Quinn didn't know what she now worked as. Ollie was now six and Claire four, they've changed so much, still like kids just changed. Ollie isn't into spider-man anymore, just football and only football. Whilst Claire always fantasizes about being a Cheerio like Quinn ... and Santana. They sit there together and look through the year book so Claire can see the uniforms again and her mom as head cheerio. Santana hadn't even ever called to wish them a Merry Christmas that year she left, nor did she give them a ring when it was one of their birthdays, no cards nothing. It was like she died, she never came back, ever, not even for her things so Quinn threw it out after two months figuring she wouldn't be coming back, but she kept Santana's favorite top which Quinn now wears for bed, the only reminder of Santana in her house.
Quinn still has her business and living life as a single mom didn't turn out to hard for her, she put all her effort into her kids and made sure they had the best year after their other parent left with no goodbye. When people bring up Santana, Quinn normally goes silent and tears well in her eyes but she always has Ollie and Claire who support her and just take her hand. They where a close knit family now and no one could ruin it.
Quinn woke up to the matress beneath her dipping every few seconds, "What the- Oh hello, Good morning", a little pair of pink lips kissed Quinn's before hugging her tightly, Quinn hugged the small girl back before smiling into her neck.
"Morning Mommy, can we go to the park today? You promised."
"Of course we can, just let me get up first, go tell your brother and we'll go soon", Quinn ran her hand through her daughters hair before the young girl ran off to find her brother. Quinn stood up and stretched slowly, taking in the fresh morning air as she cracked open the windows. She got into the shower and stood there for at least ten minutes thinking, it was the only place where Quinn could think now, everywhere else she would be accompanied or interrupted, she was never the parent to say no, unlike Santana.
"Stop it, Quinn!", she told herself as she started to think of Santana, to take her mind off the Latina she jumped out the shower and slowly got dressed, listening to the bickering of the two children waiting to have to run out at the sound of any hitting or slapping.
Luckily, for Quinn that didn't happen ad she left her room when she was ready and dressed, hair done and make-up on. She was wearing a skinny pair of blue jeans with a pair of boots, a jumper she designed herself and was currently in her shop for $378.95 and a expensive scarf, Ollie and Claire got her for Christmas last year, God knows how? Santana probably bought it for them to give to her. Her hair was still in the short bob and it made her look safisticated and smart, obviously looked hot Quinn always told herself because she would still always get men trying to chat her up. Her make-up wasn't too much but you could tell she had it on and she knew how to do it perfectly so she always looked good.
"Come on, eat your bacon stop bickering", Quinn said as she placed the plate of Bacon and Waffles infront of her kids. She was so happy when they liked bacon since she was obsessed, if they didn't like it she would have cried, Quinn always used to say. Once they had eaten Quinn sent them off to get dressed whilst she done the dishes, switching on the local radio station to hear the mornings radio. Quinn just liked to listen to all the music the mans voice that kept going and going bored her to death so she was made up when a 'I say a little prayer' came on, more so made up at the fact because it reminded her of being in Glee... and her guilty pleasure Santana.
She walked round the kitchen cleaning and singing her heart out and once the song had finished she frowned singing it again by herself until... the shout out on the radios came on and Kev (the radio man) spoke up:
"And that one was for a Santana Lopez? I think how you say it, well anyway thanks for the call and Santana said she wanted this because it reminded her of her high school glee club, so that's fro you San-" Quinn turned it off quickly before she could hear any more, was that really the Santana who Quinn loved? Did she really request that? Was it because she was thinking of Quinn? "No Quinn", she told herself again not wanting to get her hopes up but she couldn't help that little twinkle in her eye or permanent smile that stained her face.
Quinn was obviously mad at Santana, furious but still deep down it was the woman she loved, was married too, lived with, had two children with, Santana Lopez was Quinn's whole life. They didn't even get a divorce either so for Quinn it was some hope, inspiration, but seven months later and still no sign or hearing of Santana, Quinn asked for people to just call her 'Quinn Fabray' again, not adding the 'Lopez', at least it would still be her name and written down.
Quinn always thought of what she would say if she met Santana again but never quite finished her thoughts because she would mentally scold herself for thinking of the Latina.
It was all getting too much for Quinn, she kept thinking what Kev the radioman was saying, "Kids come on, where going!", there, that got her out of it. She walked to the door and picked up her book and magazines Quinn would read whilst they ran ahead, she picked up her shoulder bag and keys, disposing everything into it so she had free hands. She put Claire's hat, scarf and gloves onto the little girl before Ollie's gloves as he refused to wear anything else. They walked to the lobby of the apartments, going down to their garage so they could get out the kids bikes, once they had them off they went, together towards Central Park the constant thought than was on Quinn's mind: "and that one was for a Santana Lopez".
When they arrived, they went ahead on bikes whilst Quinn strolled behind reading through a magazine and stopping to talk to people she knew also out on a walk. Quinn never had really pictured herself as the family woman doing this, she would see mom's when she was younger doing the same thing and would always say, 'Like I'm ever going to do that', but now as she did, she loved being a mom.
They stopped at the ice cream van, all getting a ice cream, they played on the grass with each other, Claire would do handstands for Quinn and Ollie to grade out of ten, Quinn always giving her a score of eight to ten, whilst Ollie would saw Zero, but Quinn just laughed. They walked along by the waters edge and once the kids where bored they where off again on their bikes riding round Quinn and in front as she would happily read her magazine or book.
They stopped for a coffee, well Quinn did, Claire got orange juice and Ollie water, they had some lunch before setting back home again, the same routine of the kids on bikes and Quinn reading. She loved spending her Sundays doing this with them, because soon they would be older and wouldn't want to do this anymore, so Quinn just makes the most of it whilst she can.
"Mommy, look at me!", Claire screamed from up ahead, riding really fast ahead of Ollie, Quinn put the thumbs up back to her before Ollie rode back to Quinn and pedalled along side.
"You okay Ollie?", Quinn put her things back into her bag and turned her attention to the boy.
"Yeah I'm fine, I wanted to ask you something, please?
"Go on," Quinn sped up walking so Ollie had to catch up and tey both laughed.
"I wanted to ask if I could go to-"
"Ahhhhhhhh!", the shriek tey both knew came from Claire stopped them talking and both panicking to where she was, Ollie rode off quikcly to find her as instructed by Quinn as she followed running as quickly as she could.
"Claire?!"
"Claire?!"
"Claireeee!?", they both shouted before the little girl ran out from behind a tree, "Baby, don't do that you scared us!", Quinn said as she ran up to her and kissed her head holding her in her arms tightly and Claire tapped her shoulder.
"I found someone, look", Her finger pointed behind the tree and Quinn just rolled her eyes thinking she was messing and would say it was the 'fairies and Ollie scared them off' but it was no fairies and Ollie made that very clear. Quinn watched him as he looked behind the tree his face full of happiness but also sadness at the smae time.
"Who is it, Ol?, Quinn laughed slighlty.
"Um- your going to want to see this yourself mom".