The drive to Louisville was not as bad as Quinn initially thought it was going to be. On the way there, she tried to call Santana multiple times to no avail. She had about 2 hours left in her road trip when she got a phone call from a number that she didn't recognize.

"Hello?"

"Hey, is this Quinn?" The voice on the other line answered.

"It is, who's this?"

"This is Caitlyn, Santana's teammate. She's uh- been in my guest bedroom since yesterday and hasn't come out." She explained. "She gave me your number a while ago, in case of emergencies and I know this is one of them."

Quinn started to drive faster now, just barely keeping it over the speed limit.

"I'll send you my address. Are you almost here?"

"Yeah I should be there in about an two hours or so." Quinn replied.

"Alright. I'll see you when you get here. Drive safe, Quinn." And Caitlyn hung up.

Quinn didn't really know what she would be dealing with when she got to Kentucky. She was nervous, actually. Because she didn't want Santana to get the wrong idea. She was going there as her best friend. Mr. Shue's disaster of a wedding was a one time thing, and she believed that if she kept telling herself that then maybe she'd believe it.

The rest of the drive was spent listening to a playlist that she created when her heart started to race. And there were only a few things that did that. Exams, cheer competitions, and Santana.

Caitlyn was cleaning up her living room when she heard a knock at the door. She checked her watch, and realized that it was probably Quinn. Time had really run away from her, making sure that her apartment was presentable. Granted, she never had anyone over other than Santana and they were both pretty messy. So there wasn't really any need for her to tidy up but today she was having someone new come over and she didn't feel like getting judged.

When she opened the door, there stood Quinn. She looked a little tired, hair somewhat messy. She was holding a monster energy drink in one hand and a hot pocket in another.

"Hey Quinn. It's nice to meet you." Caitlyn stepped aside to let Quinn inside. "I just wish it would've been under better circumstances."

"It's nice to meet you too. San told me about you when we were at the wedding." Quinn placed her things down on the table and shook Caitlyn's hand. "And yeah, same here."

"The guest room is the room straight down the hallway. I've tried to give her food and stuff and she just won't open the door. Hopefully, if she knows it's you then she'll open up."

Quinn walked down the hallway. With every step, her heart rate sped up. She didn't understand why, she's seen Santana a million times.

She knock three times, "San?" She said. "It's me, Q."

On the opposite side of the door, she heard shuffling. After a few seconds she heard the door unlock and there stood Santana. Mascara running, tears streaming down her face. Her best friend looked absolutely defeated. It was like she was a shell of who Santana used to be, and it absolutely broke Quinn's heart to see her like that. Almost immediately, Santana fell into Quinn's arms and started to break down. Quinn held her up the best she could and they both walked into the room together, shutting the door behind them.

Caitlyn watched as Santana transformed into a different person. Granted, she hadn't been friends with her as long as Quinn had. But there was something about seeing them together. She's seen Santana at some of her worst moments. She was there when she had initially broke up with Brittany and she was a complete mess. She decided to pin a note in her thoughts and talk to Santana about it later.

It took Santana a little while to finally come out and say something to Quinn. She felt completely safe in Quinn's arms and she allowed herself to let go. The tears weren't stopping, and she found herself gasping for air.

"San you gotta breath. Please." She knew she had to, she was starting to get light headed. "I got you."

I got you. It replayed over and over in Santana's head.

After a few minutes, her breathing started to began to even and she sat up to take a deep breath in.

Quinn's arms were still wrapped around her body, holding her close. Santana wiped her eyes with her sleeve and broke out of Quinn's grip. But almost immediately she missed the feeling of her arms around her.

"Q you didn't have to come all this way." She said, lying. The truth was she was grateful that Quinn was there. She felt alone, the most alone she had felt in a very long time.

"I did. I couldn't even imagine leaving you by yourself right now San."

Santana began to tell Quinn the story of what happened the night before when Brittany called her. She sat and listened, and offered support when asked. She wanted Santana to be able to vent and work through her feelings since they were all still really fresh.

They talked for hours, and eventually Santana started to feel a tiny bit better. It wasn't something that could happen overnight. Santana got some clothes and decided to take a shower. Quinn remained in the room. She turned the tv on and found something to play as background noise while she scrolled on her phone. She clicked on the picture of Brittany's engagement ring to see the comments. It was hard to read, and if she had a hard time going through them she could only imagine what it was like for Santana.

The shower was off now, and Quinn decided to plug her phone in and relax before Santana got into the room. It was early evening now, the sun setting in the distance. Caitlyn's apartment had a nice view of the city. Santana walked back into the room to see Quinn was watching the sunset from the window. Her silhouette outlined by the setting sun, she couldn't help but stare. After a couple seconds, she shut the door and that got Quinn's attention.

"Hey, you okay?"

"I'm better. Especially after that shower."

Neither of them had an appetite, Quinn was completely exhausted from the drive and Santana from well, crying for what seemed like an unbearable amount of hours.

Santana hung her towel up on the hook behind the door and laid on the bed. Quinn followed in suit, the sun now nearly set on the horizon.

The tv was playing a random game show as the girls got comfortable in the bed.

New Haven was colder than Kentucky this time of year, but it didn't mean that Quinn was anywhere near used to the cold temperatures. She shivered a little, and then started to tremble a little uncontrollably. Back home she had a weighted blanket along with an extra fuzzy comforter to keep her warm at night but here she just had a normal comforter. She moved towards the edge of the bed, to not disturb Santana as she slept. She didn't want to wake her.

Quinn got up and went to her bag to get her hoodie out. It was her favorite Yale item, she got it the first day she attended classes. It helped make the coldness a little more bearable. She climbed back into bed but she was still pretty cold. She rubbed her hands together, blowing warm air in between. Quinn felt the bed shift and before she knew it, Santana's arms were around her pulling her close. Her body was warm, and it helped Quinn's body relax. She was tired and within minutes, she was sleeping.

The next morning, Quinn woke up a little before sunrise. They had fallen asleep early the night before, so it didn't surprise her that she was up earlier than usual. Santana was sleeping soundly and Quinn didn't want to wake her up. So she slipped out of bed and shot a text to Caitlyn letting her know that she was going to go out to get some coffee for the three of them.

There was a cute little coffee shop a little down the road from the apartment. It wasn't too small, enough to seat around twelve people comfortably inside. She decided to hang out here for a bit, she didn't want to buy the coffees and neither of the girls would be awake when she arrived back at the apartment.

I'll head back when I get a text back from Caitlyn, she told herself. She ordered a caramel macchiato, and took a seat outside the shop. She thought about the night before, how Santana's arms pulled her in to keep her warm. She tried not to think too into it, being that she wasn't in Kentucky for what seemed to be her selfish reasons.

The sun was just about risen now, so Quinn pulled her phone and took a picture. She posted it to her instagram story, tagging the name of the coffee shop before clicking share.

The morning definitely wasn't as cold as the night before so Quinn was definitely enjoying herself. A few minutes later, her phone vibrated. A notification from instagram.

brittanyff2 replied to your story.

Quinn sighed realizing now that Brittany probably knew she was in Kentucky.

You're in KY?

Quinn looked at the message and thought about how she was going to reply. There was no way out of it, she had already opened it. So Brittany would know that she read it. And no reply would be worse than not replying at all.

Yeah, I am B.

Wow, I don't remember you driving all the way to KY when Santana and I first broke up.

Don't start this Britt. You know this situation is completely different.

Yeah- it is because you like her. Just admit it.

Quinn was growing furious. Brittany didn't have any say in what goes on with Santana at this point. She's engaged.

You broke her heart Brittany. You can't be upset that I'm here for her just because you assume something happened a couple weekends ago.

A few minutes went by with no reply. Quinn slipped her phone back into her pocket. After finishing her drink, she checked her messages to see that Caitlyn had finally replied with what kind of coffee she wanted and that they were both awake now.

While ordering the coffees, her phone vibrated but she chose to ignore it knowing that it was a reply from Brittany.

Santana woke up to a empty bed. She quickly searched the room, spotting Quinn's bag still sitting in the same spot as the night before.

A part of her was panicking, thinking that Quinn had left without saying goodbye. But she was relieved knowing that wasn't the case. She went into the bathroom to freshen up, and walked into the living room to see Caitlyn quietly playing her guitar.

"Hey," Her friend said. "How you feelin'?"

"Better- I mean, as good as can really be expected." Santana took a seat next to her on the couch. "Shit just seems so surreal. How can she be engaged?"

Caitlyn didn't really know how to reply, instead- placed her hand on Santana's.

"Do you know where Quinn went?"

"Yeah, she went down the street to the coffee shop. She got up early early, like- ass crack of dawn early." She laughed. "She said she's on her way back with some coffee's for us."

Santana took the guitar from Caitlyn and began to play Rain by SWV. She had picked up guitar pretty quickly, and she had learned to play songs by ear. Caitlyn heard a knock on the door, and went over to open it. Quinn walked in, to see Santana completely in the zone, playing the guitar.

No one from Lima had seen or heard Santana play guitar, not even Brittany. It was something she picked up to keep herself busy. And it just so happened that Rain was one of her favorite songs. Quinn placed the holder with the coffees on the dining table and and quickly jotted something in her notes on her phone.

Santana looked up to see Quinn watching her.

"Oh shit, Q. I didn't even see you standing there." Santana placed the guitar on the stand next to the couch.

"It's okay." Quinn sat on the chair opposite of Santana. "Since when did you play guitar? You're crazy good."

Caitlyn watched as Santana's cheeks began to turn a shade of red. "Nah, I'm not that good."

"Sometimes, S- you should just take the compliment." Quinn shook her head. She got up and as she walked past Santana she patted her on the shoulder. "I'm gonna go and shower. Your coffee is over there on the table."

"Thank you!" She called over her shoulder as she went to grab her drink. She took it and walked outside onto the small balcony.

"San?" Caitlyn said as she walked outside to join Santana. "Are we, not gonna talk about this?"

"Talk about what?"

"THAT? In there? You and Quinn?"

Santana laughed, her and Quinn? No way.

"There's nothing going on, Cait. She's my best friend." She took a sip of her coffee.

"Okay, but- hear me out," She said. "She drove throughout the night to get to you. You blushed when she complimented you on playing guitar. If you two were just, best friends, then I wouldn't have seen what I did."

"You're seeing things. We've been best friends forever. This is just our relationship." But the more she thought about it, the more she started to question it.

"Look, and I may be wrong. But, you don't think that things are a little different since the wedding? I mean, you told me what happened. You told me every. Gruesome. Detail." Caitlyn laughed as she shook her head. "You can't tell me that the cuddling, the hand holding, all of that was absolutely nothing."

Santana thought back to the night before, when she felt Quinn shivering and pulled her close. She had never done that before, but she was her best friend and all she wanted to do was keep her warm.

"I mean-"

"No no, don't say it. Don't say it's because you guys are best friends." Caitlyn took a sip of her coffee and turned to Santana. "Didn't you say, that Brittany was also your best friend before you guys ended up together?"

Santana was left in silence. Caitlyn turned and walked back into the house, leaving Santana with her thoughts.

She wasn't wrong.

Quinn was out of the shower now. Santana turned to see her talking to Caitlyn, smiling and laughing about something she said. Their eyes met and immediately, Quinn's smile got bigger.

Oh shit, she thought to herself as her heart started to race, in a good way. Maybe, she's right.

AN: Check out vicjamieson on tiktok to see his guitar cover of Rain by SWV. It is ABSOLUTELY outstanding and definitely a whole mood. So just imagine Santana playing the guitar like he is.

ALSO! Thanks for all the love you guys have been showing this story. I really like where it's going. Continue the reviews, likes etc! Makes for a happy writer man.