Everyone was in the choir room waiting on Kurt and his husband Caleb to show up. Before Caleb could talk to the glee club he was running by his book idea to Carole and Rachel at the HudsonHummel house. All that the glee club knew was that Caleb had some book idea he wanted to run past them, not that it was about Finn (only

Santana knew that).

(Quinn also hadn't arrived yet making Santana wonder if the blonde decided to ditch them. Even before Santana got her to stay a extra few weeks in Lima she said she'd be here today. 'Maybe I scared her off.')

Santana honestly just about had it with Tina's blabbering about how grand life was in L.A. with her husband and best friend. She got to act in Artie's movies and Mike was one of the best choreographers since Gene Kelly. Tina was just oh so proud of all three of them and extremely happy. Santana on the other hand wanted to strangle the actress.

The Latina got up to do just that but was stopped by Blaine pulling her back down.

"Unhand me Rock Hudson." Santana jerked back and Blaine raised his hands in surrender. Santana curled her nose when a few tears slid down Tina's face. "God if she starts crying one more time I'm going to rip her eyes out and sew her mouth shut."

"Don't you think that's a bit dramatic?" Blaine questioned in a hushed tone.

"You're really going to ask me that with her right next to you?" Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Tina's just a bit emotional, you know that. And as her friends we should be happy and supportive of her dreams coming true."

As if Sam heard Blaine's encouragement he held his arms out to the side and smiled excitedly. "Tina that's awesome! I'm so proud of you." He quickly brought the short girl into his warm and loving embrace.

Santana rolled her eyes. She didn't know what it was that was "awesome" but was sure it would be announced again once Rachel and Kurt (and Quinn, couldn't forget about the angelic blonde) arrived. She also knew that she was actually happy for whatever good news it was, Tina just bugged the crap out of her when she got emotional or talked too much (sometimes she was worse than Rachel which Santana didn't think was at all possible).

(That and part of Santana was still pissed at Tina, even though she knew what happened technically wasn't Tina's fault. Still, she played a part in it and that was enough for Santana.)

Right as Santana thought she was going to blow up and actually strangle Tina, Quinn showed up. Santana saw her standing in the doorway somewhat hesitantly. She had her left hand over her right and was resting her hands against her abdomen. Her eyes were cast slightly downward and she seemed to be caving in on herself. They weren't close and her eyes were down but Santana thought they looked a little hectic, like she was overthinking something. She looked small and childish, two adjectives Santana never in a million years expected to use to describe the infamous and legendary Quinn Fabray.

She lifted her head a little higher in that confident way she always did when walking down the halls of William McKinley High. The sun flashed against her eyes making them burn gold more than any other color. Santana felt her breath get stuck somewhere between her throat and her lungs. Those eyes, those fucking damn eyes. Sam had always been right, lor menari indeed.

Santana swiftly got up from her seat and made her way over to Quinn. Lucky for her no one else had noticed the former head cheerleader's arrival. Quinn took two steps into the room and was quickly met with Santana's presence. Santana tried to not let her excitement show at how Quinn immediately smiled at her.

"You came, I was starting to think you pulled a Miss Pillsbury. Though I guess that'd be Mrs.Schuester now." The last part was mostly to herself but it earned a laugh from Quinn anyways, which Santana couldn't help but smile at this time.

"I said I was going to come. What, did you think I lied?"

"It wouldn't be the first time you deceived someone." Santana didn't mean to be a bitch but she wouldn't be herself if she didn't make a snarky comment. Snark and insults and wanky were all a part of her vocabulary.

Quinn pursed her lips but didn't seem mad or hurt, just thoughtful. "Maybe in the past, but that's not me anymore. You'll get 100% honesty from me."

Santana cocked an eyebrow at that. She found this new piece of information interesting and wanted to take it on a test run. 'This could be fun.'

"Really?"

Quinn nodded her head proudly. Santana bit her lip trying to think of a victim for the blonde.

"Alright then. Am I the best you ever had?"

Quinn sucked her bottom lip between her teeth in contemplation. Santana was just being her sassy, crude, haughty self. She knew Quinn would either shy away, lie, or be honest and if she was honest then she'd be embarrassed. Either way Santana won. But with the way Quinn was looking at her, those hazel-green eyes glowing low and dark, made Santana's stomach flip with arousal.

"I've never left scratches on anyone else's backs if that's what you're asking." It hadn't been but boy was Santana thankful she had asked her question in the first place.

Santana hadn't even realized her jaw had been on the floor until Quinn's smirk flashed before her eyes. She shut her mouth so quick and loud it resembled the slamming of a book. She straightened her posture and fabricated her own smirk. 'I'm Santana fucking Lopez, I will not be topped or over powered or taken off guard. I'm in charge of flirting and leaving people speechless.' Santana tried her best to seem unaffected by Quinn's powerful words.

"I'll take that as a yes. I'll make sure to tell Puck and Professor Patches that."

Quinn rolled her eyes but there was a twitch at the corner of her mouth. Santana smiled, half proud and half admiring Quinn's beauty.

"Hey ladies. Did you have a nice time together the other night after I dropped you off to your own devices?" Puck strolled up, his Puckerman smirk in place.

Puck's smirk came so naturally, he did it better than smiling. Santana and Quinn both always thought it was his signature trademark.

"Ten years later and you're still a perv, glad to see nothing's changed." Santana flashed him her bitchy smile with a tilt of her head.

"You know you love me."

Puck pulled her into a hug that she at first struggled against before giving up and hugging the doofus back. She rolled her eyed and reluctantly wrapped her arms around his waist. After two seconds she turned to look at Quinn and stuck her tongue out to the side and closed her eyes mimicking being dead. Quinn couldn't help but laugh at Santana's childish antics. Some things really don't change.

"How's my baby momma doin'?" Puck asked pulling Quinn into a side hug.

Quinn opened her mouth but nothing came out. Her eyes were on the drum set angled behind Santana as she searched for a response. This of course didn't go unnoticed by Santana, the queen of being observant. That and it was obvious something was up from just how delayed the response was.

When Puck pulled back Quinn forced him a bright and stunning closed mouth smile. The smile didn't light up Quinn's eyes like it normally did but they weren't dull either.

"I'm good Noah. What about you, how's the air force treating you?"

"Oh God, not you too." Santana scrunched her face up in disgust pretending to vomit all over the two.

"What are you talking about?" Quinn honestly seemed genuinely confused and it only added to Santana's annoyance.

"Noah? Seriously? I'm sorry did Berry possess your body last night or something? We can go to my church and have you exorcised if that's the problem."

"What is so wrong with calling him by his name?"

Puck rose his eyebrows in amusement. It was almost like being in high school all over again, watching the two of them go at it in this room. Except they never argued over something so trivial. Still, he was Noah Puckerman and didn't mind a front row seat to a catfight, especially if it was about him.

"Some things never change." Tina muttered to Blaine, a smile gracing her lips.

Blaine nodded his head, a smile in place on his face as well. At this point everyone was watching with either amused expressions or warm smiles. They may be arguing but it was nice to be back together doing the same thing.

"Puck is his name." Santana rolled her eyes.

"So is Noah stop being childish."

Santana opened her mouth to debunk that statement just for Mr.Schue to come (practically skipping) into the room.

"Hey guys! Wow, you're all here."

Everyone jumped up from their seats to crowd around Mr.Schue. Puck was the first to run up to him and hug him, hoisting him up off the ground. Mr.Schue grunted in surprise but smiled and pat him on the back. Mike and Sam were tripping over each other to get to Mr.Schue. Soon enough they were all in a huge glee club hug, even Quinn and Santana.

"I was just yanking your chain Goldilocks, I just like to get under your skin." Santana murmured at the back of the huddle.

"That's not really how I prefer you under my skin." Quinn's whisper sent goosebumps all over Santana's body like shockwaves. The Latina twitched against Brittany causing Quinn to smirk.

"I'm sure that can be arranged." Santana hummed back, her gaze predatory.

Before things could go any further the group dismembered themselves from the hug and formed a small ring together. Mr.Schue's eyes examined all of his former students, his eyes already stinging with tears begging to be released.

To his right were Sam and Mike and his left Puck. All three of them had longer hair than they did seven years ago. Puck's face had harden over the years with lines under his eyes and stubble on his chin. Sam's hair was now bleach blonde with tuffs of brown and Mike's was swoofing all over the place but in a controlled way. Next to Mike was Tina, her hair blonde now. Artie and Jake had facial hair growing and Artie was currently wearing contacts revealing his gorgeous teal eyes. Marley and Brittany looked practically the same but you could tell they were older. Mercedes was a little thinner and her hair was more curly but once again, she looked just how she had in high school.

Next to Puck was Lauren with streaks of blonde in her light brown hair. Joe no longer had his dreads but dressed in the same laid back, stoner way. In his hand was Sugar's who didn't look like she aged at all. ("Are we sure she didn't have plastic surgery done? Or isn't a vampire?" Tina asked Marley earlier.) Blaine had some facial hair growing and his hair was in its natural curls, finally embracing his true colors.

And then there was Santana and Quinn, looking the same as they had seven years ago. Quinn's face was a little more worn from all that she had been through the past several years and Santana's hair had somehow gotten darker. But they were still as stunning and lusty as they had been as teens. Standing next to each other they looked like goddesses, untouchable and effortlessly beautiful.

Mr.Schuester's hair had lost its perm and was now flat with the ends curly. His face had lines and there were bags under his eyes, the result of parenting. But he looked happy and healthy. Looking at all his former kids made him glow, literally. The light in his eyes was enough to illuminate the entire room. His heart ached with pride. It seemed like just yesterday Rachel, Kurt, Mercedes, Tina, and Artie were all singing Sit Down You're Rocking the Boat.

"How has everyone been?" Mr.Schue kept in touch with everyone but it was hard. Aside from Sam, Jake, and Blaine he didn't know what day to day life was like for everyone.

Sam was still the teacher for the New Directions and the all boys club. Jake helped with the choreography and had his own studio in town. (Roderick was the teacher for the junior varsity club and Holly Holliday taught the TroubleTones [which included a lot of facetime calls with Shelby.]) Blaine, Jeff, Nick, Trent, Sebastian, and Skylar all helped in rebuilding Dalton Academy and pitched in some money. Once it was back up and running Blaine took over advising the Warblers with occasional visits from alumni's like Trent. (Sebastian was coaching Vocal Adrenaline with Jesse [his husband, it was hard at times because Jesse was always going to New York for a show but it worked.])

All at once everyone started talking making Mr.Schue laugh.

"Okay okay guys. I want to hear about all of your lives and what you've been up to the past seven years, but one at a time please."

"That may have to wait." Kurt smiled walking in.

Just like that everyone migrated over to Kurt, Rachel, and Kitty engulfing them in another glee club bear hug. Burt, Carole, and Caleb all stood in the doorway watching, cheesing the whole time. Burt and Carole's eyes were misty with memories before and after Finn before Glee was temporarily disbanded.

Kurt's hair was full blown curly now and most days he just left it that way. His body was a little bigger with muscle from all the working out he had taken up as an adult. Rachel's hair was thinner but longer. Kitty had some lines under her eyes but other than that looked like she had nine years ago (apparently cheerleaders of McKinley High aged exceptionally well).

"What's this meeting for? You guys aren't getting a divorce are you?" Sam jumped right in to the matter at hand.

Santana rolled her eyes so hard she was sure they were going to get stuck in the back of her head. Quinn gently nudged her in the ribs making Santana huff.

"No Sam, Caleb and I are still happily married and will be for the rest of our lives." Kurt smiled adoringly at his husband.

"That's what they all say." Santana muttered under her breath, this time earning a not so gentle nudge from Quinn. Santana shot Quinn a scowl.

"Good." Sam put his hand over his heart and puffed out his cheeks.

"I actually wanted you all here together." Caleb spoke up.

Santana glanced around at everyone and their various confused looks. She was the only one who knew what was about to come and therefore found everyone's expressions hilarious. Honestly she wished she didn't have to be there. She already told Kurt her two cents worth on the matter and didn't want to have to tell her raw opinion in front of everyone.

"Please take a seat." Caleb clamped his hands together and pointed to the chairs with a charming smile.

Caleb was literally the embodiment of Clark Kent. His hair was the same curly mess as Henry Cavill with one strand that sometimes curled over his forehead like Brandon Routh. For special occasions he gelled it back but it was never so excessive like Blaine. He had dimples that had every girl swooning at, even the taken ones. Then there was the sharp jawline that completely gutted women and men. His eyes were a steely blue again solidifying the Clark Kent aurora.

Not to mention he was a complaint saint. He was funny, respectful, adventurous, sharp-witted, patient, tender hearted, confident, athletic, and he had a sexy, smooth singing voice. Sam loved him because he could do impressions (not as good or as many as Sam but still impressive). Rachel loved how compatible his singing voice was and how he could compete with her on the same acting scale.

And he was a successful writer who wrote just about anything and everything; romance, syfy, realistic fiction, etc. He was fucking perfect. Everyone in Glee club loved him, even Santana (who often teased Kurt, asking how he was able to snag such a perfect guy). Burt and Carole had approved the first time they met him.

"Get to it Clark Kent, I needs my Breadstix."

Quinn and Mercedes rolled their eyes because Santana had just gone to Breadstix two nights ago.

"Santana." Kurt scolded for multiple reasons.

Santana cast her eyes down in an apology and kept her mouth shut respectfully. This didn't go unnoticed by Quinn who only puckered her lips and eyebrows curiously.

Caleb swallowed hard and rubbed his hands together nervously. Kurt reached over and slid his hand into Caleb's right hand. Everyone in the room watched with heart eyes as Kurt smiled favorably at him. Caleb tilted his head in a nod and sighed deftly. He straightened his posture (which was already on point) and turned to face everyone, his hand still clasped in his husband's.

"Ever since I met Kurt I knew about his love for all of you and the family that was created by Will."

Caleb and Mercedes' husband Anthony were the only two related to glee club to call Mr.Schuester by his first name. It still made them all cringe. Santana shuddered at it and Puck smirked.

"Through our time together he has spoken frequently about Finn and what he meant to himself and all of you guys. I've heard stories about Finn from Kurt and the rest of you. For the past couple of years I've been wanting to commemorate Finn in some way, a way that represented who he was and what he meant to everyone, flaws and mistakes included because none of us are perfect and it's part of what made Finn Finn. Last year I realized how I wanted to do that."

Caleb stopped to gauge's everyone's reactions and let them process what he had said so far. His eyes were wide and calculating just like when he was weighing out all the possible outcomes of a writing idea or action (he was very helpful with decision making for Kurt and helping with Rachel's acting and Marley's songwriting). He wet his lips then continued.

"I want the main character of my next book to be based off of Finn."

Burt, Carole, Kitty, Rachel, Kurt, Caleb, and Santana all waited for the club to piece together what exactly Caleb had just said.

Sam had his lips parted in a slight o and his eyes squinted in thought. It was his signature thinking or impressed look. Jake's arms were crossed and he was slowly nodding his head along with it as the pieces fit together. He looked over at Sam to make sure his husband was okay and understanding it all. Blaine had his arms folded like he was keeping himself upright and looking steadily at the ground.

Tina was slightly crying, tears silently dripping down her face and onto her dress. Mike and Artie each had a hold on one of Tina's hands comforting her and had somber, understanding looks on their faces. Mercedes' eyes were shining but no tears were falling.

Brittany had her arm around Marley and was brushing her thumb comfortingly against her shoulder. Marley pressed a kiss to the juncture of Brittany's neck and squeezed her hand. It was simple acts like this that were a testament to Brittany and Marley being soulmates. After Sam it had become easier to see Brittany with other people. She knew Marley was only three years younger but it was still slightly odd to Santana because she felt like a mentor to the brunette ever since Thanksgiving ten years ago. But she was happy they were both happy. They were meant for each other.

Like Tina Sugar had silent tears running down her cheeks and was being comforted by Joe. Puck's face was hard and void of any emotion but Santana knew he was just trying to hide his pain. Lauren was frowning and looking down at Caleb's neat Chuck Taylor's. Kitty had her arm around Rachel whose eyes were glistening. Santana was seconds away from getting up to comfort Rachel herself before she noticed Quinn.

The blonde's face was as unreadable as Puck. Santana liked to pride herself on being vigilant, especially when it came to those closest to her. She knew every eye or mouth twitch Quinn had and what the angle of her body meant. This time though she was at a loss for words. It was like time had just paused.

Tentatively she reached out and slid her fingers through Quinn's. Santana was surprised to feel Quinn's hand shuddering. She flicked her eyes up to Quinn's to try and read her eyes, to see if she had missed something just a moment ago. Quinn's face was still a void mask. Santana kept her hand wrapped around Quinn's and squeezed.

"I asked Rachel and Carole first to see what they thought and they both loved the idea. But I wanted to hear everyone's opinions and ask for your permission on this. I assure you that I won't change the character for profit, it's simply an homage to Finn." Caleb continued.

Santana could feel Quinn's hand trembling more and more by the second until it felt like a volcano getting ready to explode. She brought Quinn's hand to her lap and cradled it there. Quinn had yet to look at her or respond to her actions.

Mercedes was the first to speak.

"Remember in junior year when Finn set up a kissing booth, which was just a ploy to get Quinn to kiss him," everyone laughed at that, Quinn's came out choked making Santana's heart twist. "He said he was the closest thing glee club had to a star."

Rachel sniffed and nestled closer to Kitty.

"I think Finn would love it." Mercedes summarized.

Caleb nodded his head respectfully.

"I don't know man, sounds like you're just using him for money." Puck spoke up.

"Puck." Mercedes scolded.

"Come on, that's not what it's like." Jake attempted to talk down his brother.

"Then what is it like?" Puck demanded angrily.

Puck still didn't like being open about his emotions and sometimes his anger got the better of him. It wasn't even really that he was angry, he just didn't know how else to react so he resorted to anger. Finn was a topic that still wasn't easy and warranted the angry, irrational Puck.

"From the stories I've heard about Finn and videos I've seen, I can tell he was a really unique person and special to all of you. I know that not everyone had the pleasure of knowing him, like myself, so I'm wanting to get his memory out there for others to get a glimpse at him. I would never use him just to profit off of." Caleb explained calmly and sincerely.

His eyes were wide and bright like Blue Cherry Gatorade. His eyes always brightened when he was being sincere about something.

Puck slammed his lips into a thick scowl.

"I think it's an admiring idea. I don't object." Blaine spoke.

"Same here." Mike added.

"Me too." Artie raised his hand in agreement.

Tina, Marley, and Brittany all smiled and nodded their heads along.

"From anyone else it'd seem like a shady idea but coming from you Hemmings I'm okay with it." Lauren said.

"Thank you." Caleb smiled his award winning smile (literally).

"I think it's a lovely idea." Sugar said through teary eyes.

"I love it man." Joe fed off of his wife followed by Jake nodding his head.

Sam stopped chewing on his cheek and directed his attention to Rachel and Carole. "Are you guys on board with this?" There was no hostility in his voice, only concern.

Carole hugged Rachel from her other side and smiled at Sam. "Yeah." She spoke through tears, her voice as light as wind.

Rachel smiled tearily and nodded her head. "It'd be selfish of us to keep our memories of him to ourselves."

Sam nodded his head and wiped at his eyes quickly. "I like the idea man. It's really cool of you to do that."

Jake wrapped an arm around Sam and brought him in for a deep hug. Caleb quirked his lips up in a small, sad smile and nodded his head. Puck sighed loudly and clapped his hands against his thighs.

"Whatever, I'm in. If it's cool with Mrs.H and Rach then it's cool with me."

"Thank you Puck, I promise to do right by Finn. By all of you."

That only left Santana and Quinn. Santana hadn't wanted to speak first because she thought it would have been obvious she had already known and she didn't want it to be a big thing. But then everyone kept going and Quinn had remained so eerily dormant. She realized now that everyone's attention was on them.

"Uhh...yeah, I think it's a great idea. You should totally do it." She turned to look at Quinn and leaned slightly closer to her.

Quinn's eyes were sparkling with imprisoned tears. Both of her hands were trembling like tremors and it almost seemed like her eyes were as well. Her lips were squashed closed. She seemed overwhelmed and ready to blow at any moment while also seeming unavailable physically and mentally. Santana had never seen her suppress herself to such detrimental distances.

"Quinn?" Santana asked in a soft, hushed voice as if she was regarding an endangered animal.

Quinn swallowed and uttered two simple words.

"Do it."

Then she got up and left the choir room that was once everyone's safe haven, hers included.

(AN)

I actually followed through with the update! Here's to hoping I do the same Saturday lol.

This is another chapter I don't really like. Santana and Quinn's mini argument at the beginning was a silly but Quinn would definitely call Puck Noah with where she's at in her life, and Santana would totally be annoyed by it.

Also, I'm not the best at phsycial descriptions and I feel like the cast does pretty much look the same as when the show ended so.

And I'm sorry if anyone doesn't like the Finn idea. I don't mean to be insensitive to anyone. I tried to match everyone's reaction to how I think they would really react. I believe Mercedes would bring up a story and Sam would make sure it was okay with Carole and Rachel.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, stay tuned for Saturday!