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Rachel sat there with Quinn holding onto her as she felt the girls body starting to shake as sobs escaped her mouth and Rachel felt her shirt getting wet from Quinn's tears. Rachel slowly moved them both so they were lying on the couch facing each other and she wrapped her arms tightly around Quinn and let her cry it out. The blonde ended up crying herself to sleep on the middle of the day and Rachel couldn't help but feel bad for her. For several hours the two stayed like that on the couch, Quinn asleep and Rachel stroking her back gently until the doorbell woke Quinn up.
"Want me to get it?"
Quinn shook her head and stood up, she rubbed her cheeks and eyes before pressing the intercom button.
"Hello?"
"Hi, I have a delivery for a Quinn Fabray-Lopez?"
"3rd floor."
She pressed the door opener and opened her own front door waiting for the man. He arrived shortly after and handed over a small, rectangular package.
"Have a great day!"
She smiled slightly and mumbled a 'you too' before shutting the door and walking into the living room again.
"Open it!"
Quinn gently unwrapped the paper and found a plastic pot with pink lilies in them and a simple, white card attached to it.
"Wow, they are really pretty!"
Rachel leaned in and smelled them as Quinn removed the card to look at it and she instantly recognized the handwriting. It was her favorite after all.
"It's from Santana."
"What does the card say?"
"1. Valentine's Day. Confessions. Trains. IHOP. Car rides. I love you's. Us. First Thanksgiving. First Christmas. First New Years Eve. First kiss. First time my heart belonged to someone else. New York. New Haven. Adventures. The first year in the beginning of the rest of my life. Xoxo, S."
Quinn sniffed and wiped away her tears.
"What does she mean?"
"It's things we did together our first year when we started dating. Back in 2013. We hooked up on Valentine's Day, confessed we were falling for each other, we'd take the train to see each other, we went to IHOP the first time she visited me, and I drove her around town. This is basically our first year."
Rachel smiled slightly.
"That's really sweet. Do you think this is her way of apologizing to you?"
Quinn shrugged.
"I don't know, it's impossible to say what's going on inside her head. But I hope so, because I want to forgive her so badly, but I just can't right now."
Rachel wrapped her into another tight hug.
"I know, she probably knows that too. You two need each other, especially now that you're pregnant. Just wait and see, maybe she does something really awesome and surprising?"
Quinn just nodded and wiped away her tears again.
"I'm so tired of crying, I feel like it's all I do. I don't even want to eat, but I do for the baby."
Rachel nodded.
"That's good, you need to think about the baby too. I understand that you're upset though, but hopefully things will be better soon."
"Can you stay with me? Like sleep over here please?"
"Of course, I'll even extend my trip if I have to."
"You're a really good friend Rach, I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here right now."
"You'd do the same for me sweetie."
Quinn smiled sadly and nodded.
"I need to call and cancel that appointment."
"You do that, I'm gonna go to the store for you, you're running out of food."
"Thanks."
Quinn grabbed her phone to call the doctors office and cancel the original appointment before calling her fertility doctor and setting up an appointment there. Rachel borrowed Quinn's car and went grocery shopping, but before she went into the store she called Santana.
"Hello?"
"San, it's me."
"Oh, hi Rachel."
"I just wanted you to know that I'm in California and I'm gonna stay at your place, Quinn is really upset."
Santana let out a sigh.
"Thanks for looking out for her, I know she is. She won't talk to me, we haven't talked since I made a comment about her cheating in high school and she replied with 'fuck you'. That was like a week ago now."
"She got your flowers, I think she liked them."
"Good, there's more to come. How is she really though?"
"She cries a lot, she's really scared and she doesn't want to do anything, but she's eating and drinking for the baby's sake. She wants to forgive you, but she just can't do it right now. Just continue trying to win her back San, you two need to be together."
"I know Rach, I miss and need her so badly. I'd do anything to have her forgive me now, but I understand she needs her time too, I can't really blame her. Just make sure she knows how much I love her."
"I will Santana. Oh and just so you know, she's not herself right now, so if she does anything crazy or seemingly stupid, don't blame her too much. She's upset, pregnant and hormonal."
"Okay…?"
"Good! I'll talk to you later San, bye."
Rachel hung up and headed into the store.
"I really don't want to do this."
"I know you don't San, but you have to. The record label demands that you go to certain events."
"This sucks. I'll just throw popcorn at people during the movie."
Sarah laughed.
"Sounds like something you and Quinn would do together."
Santana froze and looked down sad and Sarah bent down to hug her from behind as Santana was sitting in the make up chair.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think before I spoke. I really hope you two work this out soon, I hate seeing you like this, and I'm guessing she's not much better."
"Our friend Rachel has been with her for a few days now and she says that Quinn stays in her PJ's all day, cries a lot and only eats for the baby."
"The baby? Wait, she's pregnant?!"
Santana smiled slightly and nodded.
"She found out about a week after she found out about the kiss, she texted me a picture of the pregnancy test. I just hope everything works out this time, I can't have a repeat of last time, I think it'd break both of us."
Sarah nodded sadly as she fixed Santana's hair.
"I didn't know you two back then, but I've heard it was pretty serious. I'm sure everything will be okay this time thought!"
"I just wish I could be there with her, I feel so guilty for having done something that now takes me away from not only my wife, but also my child."
"Quinn loves you, she'll forgive you sooner or later."
"Hopefully sooner rather than later."
Sarah smiled at her in the mirror as she finished up Santana's look.
"Okay, you're ready. Go amaze people at the red carpet."
Santana went to the movie premiere, once again told people that Quinn was still sick and had a really bad time. She couldn't even seem to remember what the movie was called, and it might have been the easiest name in the world, '42'. As soon as she got back to the hotel, where she had stayed for waaay too long in her own opinion, she was still amazed that the press hadn't figured it out, she ripped off her dress and put on her new PJ's, before crawling into bed.
'You looked really beautiful.'
Santana froze. Holy crap, Quinn had texted her and it wasn't anything bad!
'Thank you, but I didn't feel beautiful.'
'You'll always be utterly stunning Santana, you know that.'
'Depends on the eye that sees it. I always thought you were the gorgeous one in this relationship.'
'Charming.'
'I miss you, a lot.'
'I know you do and you probably know that I do too…'
Santana smiled to herself, she was on the right track!
'Goodnight Quinn, I love you.'
'Goodnight Santana.'
Santana put her phone down and for the first time in over two weeks was able to get some proper sleep.
The next morning both of them were feeling slightly better and Quinn even woke up early to make Rachel breakfast. For the first day in weeks she was also wearing something other than pajamas, she was actually wearing a dress. As she was preparing breakfast the doorbell rang and she went over to ask who it was.
"Hello?"
"Hi, delivery for Quinn Fabray-Lopez."
"3rd floor."
She buzzed him in and once again waited in the doorway, just like she'd done a few days before. This time the package was a lot bigger and she thanked the delivery man and took it into the kitchen.
"Rachel, get in here!"
Rachel hurried into the kitchen while drying her hair.
"Oh, another one! Open it."
Quinn carefully unwrapped it to find some beautiful orchids and she gave it some water before placing it in a vase on the kitchen table.
"Read the note!"
Once again a simple, white card was attached to the flowers and she removed it and started reading.
"2. New Years day. Cuddling. Vacation. Skiing. 1 year together. Visiting family. Cheesy love songs. Sitting at the back row in the movie theater. Taylor Swift concert. Hilarious dates. Freaking out old people. Baking accident. Socks."
Rachel sat down and smiled up at Quinn.
"You two have done a lot together."
Quinn nodded and bit her lip before reattaching the card to the flower. Her phone buzzed and she half expected/hoped it would be Santana but instead she saw that it was twitter and that lots of people had tweeted her. She got her laptop and went on the twitter app on her Mac, looking very confused at some of the responses until she saw a tweet from a certain someone.
"SantanaFL: I found a piano at this hotel so I started playing… QuinnFL, I love you."
The tweet included a link to a youtube video and Quinn pressed play. Santana showed up on the screen, sitting on a piano bench and started playing random, beautiful piano music for a little while before it moved over to become 'Bleeding Love' and she started singing along. When it was done she continued the random piano music before she started playing and singing her own version of 'Your Song' with a smile on her lips and Quinn couldn't help but smile too. It was their wedding song.
"You two are seriously cheesy, you know that right?"
Quinn grinned.
"I know."
She went back on twitter and read some of the comments she and Santana had gotten there. She laughed slightly and looked at Rachel.
"Check this out, people write all sorts of crazy stuff right. But check what happens when I do this…"
She chose a random "You two are so adorable together!" reply and tweeted back.
"QuinnFL: ILuvQSFL Aww, thank you! SantanaFL"
Rachel looked at her questioningly and Quinn smirked at her.
"Just wait one more second."
One second later Quinn's phone started buzzing like crazy and the twitter on her Mac was filled with replies to her as people were retweeting it and going crazy because she was online.
"Sometimes I reply to someone just because I find this kinda entertaining."
Rachel laughed and watched as the girl Quinn had replied wrote back that she'd started crying when Quinn had replied to her.
"This will make her cry even more."
Quinn grinned as she retweeted the girl's tweet.
"QuinnFL retweeted: ILuvQSFL OMG! I just died, I'm crying so hard, thank you for replying! I love you & SantanaFL so much."
"It might seem a little mean, but they're adorable."
Quinn had been right tho, a few seconds later several other tweets came from the girl who seemed to be in shock that Quinn had not only replied, but also retweeted her. Quinn wasn't the only one who had noticed the hysteria, a certain brunette who was sitting in her hotel room had too.
'So I'm guessing you've seen the video? Xo'
'We have, and you were really good, as always. Thank you for the flowers too.'
'You're very welcome.'
Rachel looked at her before standing up to finish their breakfast that Quinn had started.
"You seem to be doing better?"
"Yeah, I actually bothered enough to get dressed today!"
"I'm so glad. Do you want to maybe go to the beach or something?"
Quinn bit her lip while thinking.
"I'd love to, but I'm supposed to go to this NewNowNext award thingy tonight with Santana, and I think it would be hard for her to explain why I'm not there if I'm seen at the beach."
Rachel leaned against the counter and crossed her arms.
"Are you sure you don't want to go? Maybe it would do you some good to see her on neutral ground?"
Quinn shook her head.
"Bad idea, if we start fighting it can get ugly."
"Santana wouldn't do that to you."
"She said 'funny coming from you' when I said that she should have thought about that before cheating. She can't control herself properly when she gets mad, so I'm not gonna risk it! Why don't we go to the store, buy loads of candy and have a movie night? Just watch all of our favorites over and over? We can start with Funny Girl?"
"Damn, you always get me when you mention Funny Girl! Fine."
Quinn grinned.
"Let's finish our breakfast then we can leave."
The girls ate their breakfast before heading to the closest store and bought all of their favorites before staying in and watching movies all night, and ending up falling asleep on the couch. The next morning Quinn woke up to the smell of something cooking in the kitchen, but she had no idea what it was. Probably some tofu crap. She was about to walk into the bathroom when the doorbell rang again. Seriously? What's going on with these deliveries? She pressed the intercom button.
"I know it's a package for Quinn Fabray-Lopez. Third floor."
She let out a sigh and buzzed him in. She brought the package to the kitchen and opened it to reveal some multicolored tulips.
"3. Double rainbows. Frat parties. Drunk nights. Emily Stark. Rosario Cruz. Hawaii. Alaska. Getting lost. Hiking. Sun burns. Weekend 'marathon'. Cheesy promise rings. Promises of forever."
Quinn smiled as she remembered all the things they'd done their third year together.
"Who is Emily Stark and Rosario Cruz? And what's a weekend 'marathon'?"
Rachel looked very confused.
"The names on our fake ID's. She was from Alaska, I was from Hawaii. And that marathon was a weekend where we had sex for an entire weekend with only short breaks. "
"If I were you I'd change it so she was from Hawaii and you from Alaska, makes much more sense."
Quinn bit her lip while holding back a smile.
"I know, but that was on our cards at Mr. Schue's 'pretend' wedding. The first night we had sex."
"Gross…"
"Oh please, don't say you NEVER experimented in college?"
"I did in fact do no such thing."
Quinn rolled her eyes.
"You have no idea what you missed out on."
"Trust me Q, I'm 100% straight."
"After one night with a college girl you wouldn't have been."
Quinn giggled as Rachel sent her a stern look before smiling.
"I may not have slept with any girls, but I've heard you and Santana have sex enough times to almost count."
Quinn blushed slightly.
"Right… Thin walls."
Rachel nodded with a smirk.
"Now go take your shower while I put those flowers in a vase. You two have been together for seven years, if she keeps this up you're gonna need to buy more vases."
Quinn grinned.
"Got it covered!"
She grabbed her phone while walking towards the bathroom.
'Rachel says that if you're going to send me more flowers I'm gonna need more vases too.'
'Got it.'
"It's fixed!"
Quinn accepted the gift from the deliveryman and took it to the kitchen to open it.
"This one's heavier so it probably has a vase."
She opened it and burst out laughing causing Rachel to come running.
"What is it?"
"God my wife has humor. I texted her that you had said that we needed more vases and this is what she got me today!"
Rachel looked at the flowers on the table; they were pink hydrangea in a square flowerpot that was in the colors of the gay pride flag. Rachel shook her head and laughed a little.
"She sure is creative!"
"I can't believe she found this on such short notice. Man she's making it hard to be mad at her."
"She's a genius like that."
Quinn giggled before placing the flowers in the living room.
"This apartment smells like a flower store now."
"Aren't you gonna read the card?"
"Oh, I forgot about that in my gay excitement."
She removed the card and read it.
"4. Hawaii. Beaches. Piggyback rides. Exams. Stress. Graduation. That's my girl. Celebratory sex. New York. Moving in together. Sharing a bed. Halloween. Snow Angels. Hot Chocolate."
"Are you ready to forgive her yet?"
Quinn smiled down at the card.
"Yes. She obviously put a lot of effort into this, but I'm not gonna tell her that until she's done with all the years."
Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Evil genius. But yes, she must have put a lot of effort into this, that pot is just hilarious."
"But I don't want her to get discouraged either, and I haven't talked to her in a few days… I think I have an idea!"
She grabbed her phone and went on the twitter app.
"QuinnFL: SantanaFL hello, gorgeous."
Santana usually always had her phone with her so she should have noticed the tweet by now, so Quinn was slightly upset when she didn't respond right away, but Rachel quickly distracted her with her beach plans.
Quinn woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing on the bedside table and she grabbed it, thinking someone was calling her.
"Hello?"
There was no response so she looked at the screen and saw that the buzzing was caused by a bunch of tweets. She let out a soft sigh and went to the twitter app to see what all the fuzz was about and quickly noticed the reason.
"SantanaFL: QuinnFL hello flawless."
Quinn felt her heart flutter and she grinned. Oh yes, she was certainly on the way to forgiving her wife. She got out of bed and walked into the kitchen where Rachel was already seated with a cup of coffee.
"Morning! Want some tea?"
"Yes please, why are you up so early?"
"Early? It's 11 am."
"Oh… right."
"By the way, the deliveryman was here again. I think he's starting to get a bit curious."
Quinn giggled as she opened the package.
"Aww, she remembers."
"What?"
"When we were in middle school we'd go to the woods and pick lily of the valley's, they're some of my favorite. And look at this pot, she's painted it!"
"How do you know?"
"I'd recognize that handwriting anywhere!"
She picked up the pot and looked at it closely. It was white and 'I Love You' was written all over it, each time in a different color.
"5. Snow storm. Work. Graduation. That's my girl, again. Busy. Central park. One of the best years of my life. Moving. Los Angeles. Diamond rings. Proposals. December 1st. Wedding. Forever and Always."
"Only one more year left! This is kinda exciting."
"I know right, my apartment has never smelled better."
She had just opened the latest flower, which was a few branches of lilacs in a simple vase.
"These remind me of when I was younger. I'd pick these off the trees and give them to my mother. I love them."
She removed a tiny flower and sucked on it.
"They taste so sweet!"
Rachel scrunched her nose.
"Come on Rach, they're awesome!"
Rachel shook her had with a small smile before taking one of her own. Rachel's text sound went of and she checked her text.
'Rach, can you show this video to Quinn? And the day after tomorrow, can you stay at a hotel or something? I'm gonna try to fix this.'
'Got it San! Good luck.'
"Hey Q, San wants me to show you this!"
She grabbed Quinn's laptop and went on the link Santana had sent her. A video started playing of Santana singing and playing 'Stay, Stay, Stay'.
"Damn, she can sing. And she knows I love that song, it's so much fun. She even added the giggling at the end. Damn her, so unfair."
Rachel smiled and pulled Quinn into a sideways hug.
"You two are seriously the most adorable couple I've ever seen.
"I know, it makes me slightly nauseous."
Rachel giggled.
"Read the card now."
"6. Busy, busy, busy. Proud. Auditions. Roles. Tours. Singing. Acting. Apart from each other. Taylor Swift. Alex Pettyfer. Pittsburgh. Tubs (No, not Lord Tubbington, the thing you have bathe in). Sightseeing. IVF. 1st anniversary. Tattoo. Q."
"I'm actually really nervous today, we've reached day 7, and we've been together for 7 years so this is probably the last day of this. And then I'll have to talk to her."
Rachel thought back at the text Santana had sent her yesterday.
"If I were you I'd wait another day before talking to her, maybe she has something planned for tomorrow?"
Quinn shrugged.
"Maybe. I'm just gonna go get the mail."
She ran down the stairs and as she was getting her mail she saw the deliveryman standing by the door, about to ring the bell, so she opened it.
"Hello again!"
"Hello Mrs. Fabray-Lopez, here's your package."
"Thank you! This will probably be the last time we meet tho, so thank you for your great job!"
Quinn smiled at him and he blushed slightly.
"You're very welcome, just doing my job!"
"Bye, have a great day!"
Quinn closed the door and rushed up the steps.
"It's probably roses."
"Why do you say that?"
"Isn't it obvious? You can't give your wife flowers and not give her roses."
"Fine, it's probably roses."
Quinn grinned and started ripping off the paper and sure enough, it was roses. It was in fact the biggest bouquet of roses she had ever seen, and there were all sorts of different colors.
"Wow. That must have cost a fortune."
Quinn smelled them before replying.
"Probably. I don't think we have a vase big enough for all of them. It won't be the same if we divide them either."
"Read the card first, we'll think about that later."
"Oh, there's a message on both sides this time."
"Exciting!"
"Quinn, I know that roses have different meanings based on which color, but there are so many things that I want to say to you, and you mean so much to me that I had to just pick them all. Although, if you count you'll find that 50% of them are red."
A tear started sliding down Quinn's cheek.
"7. Sugar and spice and everything nice. Movie premiere. Awards. Success. Pride (so much pride). Beautiful dresses. Happy tears. Speeches. Record. Q. iTunes. Billboard. Concert. Sold out. Dreams. You+Me. But most importantly; our baby."
Quinn sat down and put her face in her hands, crying. Rachel instantly became worried and wrapped her arms around the sitting girl.
"Q, what's wrong?"
"I'm just so fucking emotional right now. She's so sweet and perfect and amazing, and sure, she made one tiny mistake, but I can't be mad at her forever because I love her too damn much!"
Rachel smiled.
"Tell her that then."
Quinn nodded and grabbed her phone while wiping her tears away.
'I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.'
':)'
"She replied with a freaking smiley face."
"I'm sure she has something exciting planned!"
"I sure to God hope so."
Quinn put her head down on the table and sniffed.
"Let's go to the store and find a nice, big vase for these flowers!"
"Can we paint it in the pride flag colors?"
"Anything you want!"
Quinn grinned.
"That's what I like to hear!"
That night Rachel went to sleep at a hotel, saying that she had a lot of work to do and she didn't want to disturb Quinn. Quinn went to bed wearing one of Santana's college shirts and used her pillow (which she had sprayed with Santana's perfume) and went to sleep. She was woken the next morning by the doorbell ringing, but it wasn't the downstairs doorbell, it was the one outside her front door. She put on her robe and fluffy slippers before opening the door, only to be met by a tiny tree right in front of her face. Santana lowered it slightly so that Quinn could see her face and grinned big.
"Hello. I hope you've liked the flowers, I worked very hard. Especially on the gay vase. Now you might wonder what the hell I'm doing at our doorstep at 8:30 am, but there is a very simple reason. I could have been SUPER cheesy and showed up here with a small bouquet of red roses and say that I'd love you till the day the last rose died, and then one of them would be fake, but let's be honest, that's way too cheesy. I mean come on, no, I'm not doing that. Instead I came up with this. You may wonder what this is, and I'll let you know right now. This, my dear, is a bonsai tree. If you treat it properly it can live for a very, very long time. Like, way longer than us! So I want to tell you that if you treat this tree nicely I'll love you till this tree dies, and if you're not a very good tree keeper I'll love you longer than this tree lived."
Quinn giggled and bit her lip.
"Quinn, I know that what I did was stupid, and I am so sorry! I promise that from now on I'll tell you if there's something wrong and I'll always go to you first. I really hope you'll accept my apology and forgive me."
Santana looked at her with big, nervous eyes and Quinn's heart instantly melted. Without another word she took the tree from Santana, walked to the kitchen and placed it on the table, before returning. Santana had no idea what her wife was doing, so she just stood there and watched as her wife walked away and returned. Quinn grabbed a hold of Santana's t-shirt and pulled her close before crashing their lips together. When she pulled back she wrapped her arms around Santana's neck and smiled big.
"I forgive you! I love you, and I've missed you, and I love you!"
She started kissing her wife again before Santana pulled away with a huge grin on her face.
"I love you too."
Quinn bit her lip nervously.
"What's wrong?"
"I have to be honest with you."
Santana frowned slightly.
"Okay…?"
Quinn closed the door behind Santana and led her to the living room where Santana sat on the couch and Quinn sat on the coffee table, opposite her.
"I might have done something very, very stupid and I'm very, very sorry. I want you to stay calm while I tell you, but if you want to yell at me and slap me when I'm done then I give you permission to do that."
Santana looked at her slightly taken aback. What the hell was Quinn gonna tell her?
"Just tell me Q, you're killing me here!"
Quinn nodded and held Santana's hands in her own.
"That day when I said that you should have thought about that before cheating and you said funny coming from you, I got so mad at you, I just saw red, so I went online and I booked an appointment… at the abortion clinic…"
She watched as Santana's eyes widened with shock and she quickly continued before the other girl could continue.
"I was just so mad and I thought that was a way of protecting the baby. A few days later I got a letter confirming the appointment and that was the day Rachel came. She saw the letter on the table and completely freaked out on me. She told me that if you ever found out then you'd divorce me on the spot, and she went and fed the letter to the paper shredder. She talked about how against abortion you are, and that she knew I was too. She made me understand much faster that what I had done was wrong, even if I hadn't really done anything wrong yet. I might have gone to the doctor, but I would NEVER have gone through with it. I wasn't going to tell you, but after what we just went through I felt like I couldn't hide it from you because if you ever found out then you'd leave me and if you never found out I'd still have to live with the guilt for the rest of my life. I'm so sorry Santana. I hope you know that. I hope you know that I would never have done that, and I'm so mad at myself for getting mad enough to even think about it."
She stopped talking and just looked into her wife's eyes, but it was impossible to read her right now and it really scared her.
"Please say something."
"I'm so fucking mad at you, if you weren't pregnant I'd probably slap the shit out of you, but at the same time I'm relieved. I'm so relieved that you didn't go through with it, but I'm even more relieved that you told me about this. Yes, I'm mad at you, but no, I'm not going to punish you because you did the right thing by telling me. I am so against abortion that the thought of you even considering it makes me sick, but I know that you would never have done it because I know that deep down you're as against it as I am. At the same time I feel like when you forgave me we made this silent pact to always be honest with each other, and you were just very honest with me, so if I scream at you and run out of here and act all crazy then I'd discourage honesty in the future, and I don't want that. And you're pregnant, I'll blame hormones a little bit too."
She gently cupped Quinn's chin and looked into the girl's eyes deeply.
"I love you and I love our baby. I'm not just going to forget this, but I don't expect you to forget that kiss either, so while I feel that what you did was way worse I will say that we're even now. Okay?"
Tears started sliding down Quinn's face as she nodded.
"Thank you. I love you and this baby so much too, and I can't wait to meet him or her."
Santana leaned in and kissed her gently.
"Starting fresh, just you, me and baby Fabray-Lopez."
Quinn grinned widely.
"Our little family."
Santana leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Quinn's stomach.
"We're a family now."
They laced their fingers together as Quinn put her head on Santana's shoulder, instantly smelling the girl's soothing perfume, and let out a content sigh.
