2 January 2013

Santana sat at a red traffic light, silently cursing whoever was listening. She had considered calling Quinn and telling her to stop but she had a feeling that any phone call with the name Santana attached to it was going to be ignored. The traffic light turned green and Santana floored it. She had been preparing her speech the entire ride to the airport and she knew what she was going to say.

She pulled into the parking and ran towards the entrance.

Rachel was sitting looking at the many outdated magazines that littered the airport chairs.

"Well I think a coffee before the flight would be nice, don't you think Tina?" Rachel said as she slowly got up and stretched.

"Yeah, maybe we should hit the shops a little too?" Tina said to Rachel as they made their way to a nearby coffee stand.

Quinn was getting annoyed with them, the whole day they had been annoyingly slow. If she didn't know better, Quinn would have thought that they were trying to stall her. They wouldn't be able to do that for much longer though as the plane was going to start boarding in a few minutes.

Quinn sat down in the chair that Rachel had just vacated and Kurt came to sit beside her. They didn't say anything to each other, just enjoying the silent company. Quinn was watching a mother scolding her young son for running away from her. Her eyes were then drawn to the huge screen that showed the flight details. Their flight had just come up as boarding.

Quinn nudged Kurt in the side: "That's our flight. Let's go."

Quinn stood up and looked around for Rachel and Tina. She could not see them so she pulled her phone out and dialled Tina's number.

Tina picked up on the second ring: "Hey Quinn, what's up?"

"Our flight has started boarding, can you two get back here so we can go and skip the crowds."

Quinn then heard someone, most likely Rachel, say something to Tina on the other side.

Tina then carried on speaking into the phone: "We'll be back in about 10 minutes. Just wait for us."

Quinn tried to yell at Tina but all she got was the dial tone, Tina had put the phone down on her. Well she was going to hear about that later. However, all Quinn could do right now was sit back down in a huff and fold her arms.

"No need to look like a petulant child now, Quinn. They are going to be back before you know it." Kurt said as he tried to hold back a laugh at Quinn's attitude.

Quinn ignored Kurt and carried on people watching.

Rachel and Tina were window shopping and taking as much time as possible. Rachel had told Kurt and Tina about the letter that she had written in hopes that Santana would find it.

"I mean you never know, it could be like those romantic movies where the hero, or in this case heroine, tries to find the girl but they are too late. I just want to make sure that Santana has every possible opportunity to woo Quinn properly." Rachel said.

Tina rolled her eyes and laughed at Rachel and the clichéd idea of love that she had picked up from the movies: "You, Rachel Berry, just love playing fairy godmother don't you? Kurt might just kill you for trying to take his position."

Rachel laughed and said: "Well she deserves happiness and besides, Kurt would have done the same thing."

When Tina and Rachel finally returned, Quinn was in a terrible mood and she just wanted to get on to the plane and away from here. They all gathered their belongings and made sure that they had everything before heading to the gate. Mike and Blaine were first to go through, followed by Rachel and Tina who took their time making sure that everything was right and that the bags were well labelled.

Santana had run all the way through the airport, she had passed Gate 10 and was very out of breath.

Gate 9...
Gate 8...
Gate 7...
Gate 6...

Santana could see Quinn standing behind Kurt at Gate 5, just then Kurt moved and Quinn was now at the front of the line.

Quinn was left to go last as Kurt went in front of her. He took his sweet time she thought to herself. She was about to hand her passport and ticket to the woman at the counter when she heard her name being called.

"QUINN! WAIT!"

Quinn turned around and saw a sprinting Santana. She didn't know what to do, so she turned back around and Kurt was standing on the other side of the gate, motioning for her to go to Santana. Quinn took her passport and ticket back and left the line, walking towards Santana.

"Quinn..." Santana was breathing heavily and she doubled over with her hands on her knees, "Give me... a sec... Just gotta catch... my breath."

Quinn didn't say anything, she just stared at Santana with a bemused expression.

A few seconds later Quinn said: "Look Santana, I really have to go, my flight is boarding."

Quinn switched her carry-on luggage to her other hand as it was becoming slightly heavy.

Santana stood up straight and looked Quinn in her eyes: "I didn't want you to leave without saying this because I think you need to hear it. So here goes. I haven't felt like this about anybody since Brittany and I don't think that I will ever completely forget about her. But I do know that you have made me feel like I could do this again, like I could love someone again. In fact I do love you Quinn, I know it's soon and all but it's true. I want to change and be better for you. I know that you are angry with me and I know that a stupid speech in an airport isn't going to fix the stupid things that I have done and said but I want you to give me one last chance. Give me the chance to make this up to you Quinn."

"Santana, I'm going home and you are staying here. That's it, that's the end."

Santana glanced away for a second before looking back at Quinn.

"It doesn't have to be the end. Ask me again, Quinn. Ask me to come to New York."

Quinn gazed into Santana's eyes before reaching into her bag.

"Will you come to New York, Santana?" Quinn said as she handed her the ticket.

"I will." Santana replied as she took the ticket.

Quinn smiled. A genuine, mega watt, ear-to-ear smile. Santana returned it with gusto. Then, before Quinn could do anything more, Santana pulled her into an earth shattering kiss. Quinn dropped her bag and melted into Santana as their lips glided together. A passionate kiss. Santana's tongue darted out and grazed Quinn's lower lip. She allowed Santana entrance but soon their kiss had to end as they were attracting stares from everyone around them in the airport.

Quinn was blushing while an older couple walked past shaking their heads, muttering about youngsters. Santana laughed but her eyes didn't leave Quinn. Quinn took a deep breath and shook her head as she smiled.

"Well you sure know how to make an entrance, San."

"Hey it's all about the drama. In fact, I think the hobbit and Prancy Smurf would really appreciate it." Santana said with a thoughtful look.

Just then a final boarding call for Quinn's flight came over the intercom. Quinn's smile faltered.

"I have to go, S."

Santana pulled Quinn into a tight hug, she whispered into her ear: "I am going to make sure that Puck has some help at the pub and then I am coming to New York. We are going to take it from there. Nothing will be fixed in a day but I'm willing to put in the work if you are."

Quinn pressed her lips into Santana's neck then whispered back into her ear: "I am willing. Don't take too long though."

With that Quinn pressed a final kiss onto Santana's lips and picked up her bag. Santana stood waving at Quinn until she couldn't see her anymore. Unshed tears were shimmering in her eyes but they were not tears of sadness. Instead, they were tears of joy as she knew that she would be seeing Quinn again.

Quinn walked through the gate and met her waiting friends. All of whom wanted to know what had happened. She just shook her head at them and smiled, signalling that no, she wasn't going to tell them, and yes, she was extremely happy right now.