The next day...
"Santana?" Rachel called as she entered Santana's house.
"Santana?"
"Where are you?" She said as she saw Santana walk out of the bedroom. She looked horrible.
"What do you need Berry?"
"Actually it's Hudson now but that's not important, I came to check on you" she hugged her best friend
"I don't know where she is Rach. She won't answer my calls and she gave this back" She pulled the ring from the counter. "I think I lost her" she began to cry again.
"Oh San, It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay." Rachel said as she held her best friend.
"Puck you have some nerve showing up here after the stunt you pulled!" Quinn said as she opened the hotel door
"how did you even know where I was?" She asked "I know the receptionist and, well that's not important." He walks into her room.
"What's important is you need to go home to Santana. This was my fault I never thought this would happen" he pleaded
"You never think that's the problem! When are you going to realize Santana grew up!" That hurt puck, they were always wingmen, buds, homies.
"I've been struggling Q, she was the only wingman I had, I'm sorry I caused this problem but please don't be mad at her" he begged
"Choices have consequences Noah, she chose to do what she did and this is the consequence."
"Please, just have dinner with her, completely on me, just talk to her" "Did she ask you to come clean up her mess?" Quinn asked
"No way! are you kidding? She has no idea I'm here, she won't even talk to me" "Please Quinn, she's not okay!" He begged once more.
"Fine Puck!" She caved "YES! Thank you Q you won't be sorry! Ells at 7!" He hugged her, apologized and ran out of the room.
"You have some nerve calling me puckerman!" Santana hissed on the phone
"Jesus! You and your wife sound the same do you know that?" He joked "Anyways, I know I know but listen to me San please! I got Quinn to agree to meet you!"
"How did you know where she was?" Santana asked "Seriously? Do you guys practice lines or something?" He tried to joke again
"Umm, That's not important, all that matters is you need to get your ass to Ells at 7! She will be there." "And Santana?" "Yeah?"
"You'll never know how truly sorry I am! I hope I can help make this better" She smiled "It's your ass if she leaves me" And with that she hung up the phone.
-7pm, Ells-
Santana had been there since 6, she was nervous so she had a few drinks at the bar while she waited, bad idea. "Are you like stalking me?" She heard a voice "Oh no, no no" she said as she turned and saw Toni.
"Can't stay away from me huh Santana?" She asked as she sat next to her.
"Meeting my fiancé if I still have one" she said as she grabbed her drink "I have to go" she stood up to leave when she saw Quinn. Toni waved.
"Shit!" she said as she made her way over. Quinn turned to leave as Santana grabbed her hand.
"Babe please! I was waiting for you by the bar. I had no idea she would be here!" "I can't believe you Santana are you drunk?" Quinn asked, she most certainly was..
."What? No! I was super nervous about seeing you so I got here early and had a few drinks I probably shouldn't have...I'm sorry! Can we please have dinner?"
She rambled, she only rambles when she was drunk
"Where's our table?" Quinn cut her off. George led them to their table they said thank you and sat down.
"Q, I'm so so so sorry!" Santana slurred. She knew she shouldn't have had those drinks "No Santana you're drunk you're not sorry"
"I really am, sorry not drunk, you're the love of my life why would I want to lose that!" Santana shot back
"You tell me! Maybe you're bored" Quinn said "Maybe I'm not a challenge anymore, maybe you miss your whore days with Puck!" Quinn was getting louder
"Is, is that what you really think of me Q?" Santana whispered as she sat back. Now she's getting angry.
"I don't know what to think anymore Santana, you've always been a flirt I should have known better" she didn't expect to say that but it's too late.
Santana sat speechless
"I don't know what to do Q" she said as she held her head in her hands "You deserve so much more than me" Now she's beginning to cry.
"San people are starting to look, stop crying" Quinn touches her hand but she pushes it away.
"My whole fucking world is crumbling again and you think I care what people think?" Now, sadness is turning to anger.
"Maybe you should go home and sleep it off" Quinn pleads "It's not even a home anymore Q! You took 'what was yours' remember?"
Santana slams her cup as she stands up to leave "You're not driving Santana you've had too much to drink" Quinn grabs the keys.
"I made it here without you, I can make it back" Santana shot as says she heads outside.
"I'll drop you off and leave if that's what you want but you're not driving" Quinn said as they stood waiting for the valet, Quinn gets in the drivers seat and waits for Santana.
"Damn! Don't even get my door? Really Q?" She says as she stumbles to get in the car and slams her door. The drive is silent, Santana won't look at Quinn.
They arrive at the house without another word Santana opens the door and for the first time she enters first, not holding the door for Quinn. This took Quinn back.
She throws her phone on the counter and heads to her room "Don't you want to talk Santana?" Quinn asks but Santana doesn't answer she just keeps walking.
Quinn walks to the counter just as Santana's phone goes off. It's a text from Rachel.
"Don't be nervous San and don't for the love of all drink! You don't want to ruin this, again. I'm so proud of you for owning your mistake and trying to win her back. I know I wasn't a fan in the beginning but I see how love has changed you and I couldn't be more proud to be your best friend! I love you San! Go get her tiger!"
She read text after text from her friends encouraging her fiancé. And text after text Santana said the same thing, she was in love with Quinn, she was sorry and she never meant to hurt her. The girl who once hid all of her feelings couldn't stop spilling them now... How much she had grown, Quinn thought.
Then she saw a number she didn't notice. It was from Toni
"Hey gorgeous! So I got your number from Puck after the wedding, I hope you don't mind it was great seeing you tonight. You just get hotter and hotter!" Quinn could kill puck. Santana responded "Actually I do mind! Look. The night of the wedding shouldn't have happened, it was a dumb ass bet between friends and I lost the love of my life for it. Please don't text me again."
Quinn set the phone down.
"I left all the text messages there to prove I have nothing to hide." Santana said as she re entered the room to grab water.
"I love YOU Quinn, I made a mistake, I was immature and stupid but I love you!" Quinn starts crying "You were the one person who was never supposed to hurt me"
"I know and I'm so sorry baby" she stood there holding her in her arms. They stood there for what felt like forever.
The next morning...
A terrible migraine woke her up, as she opened her eyes she noticed she was on the couch, covered with Quinn in her arms. She didn't remember how they got there, she kissed her neck and laid back down. They slept for a few more hours. Santana stretched but noticed Quinn wasn't there anymore. She got up, made coffee and heard the shower running. She walked in and sat on the toilet to talk to Quinn.
"Have I lost you forever?" She asks, the water turns off and she hands Quinn a towel.
"It really fuckin hurts Santana, you're going to have to give me time" she says as she exits.
"Just tell me what I need to do" As she sits on the bed. "I'm going to start looking at apartments" Quinn says as she grabs one of Santana's hoodies.
Santana realizes which one she grabs and laughs
-flashback-
"Santana you are not seriously buying THAT sweatshirt, are you?" Quinn laughs as her best friend as she holds it up.
"Are you kidding me Q!? It's N'Sync! You're god damn right I'm buying it!" She then proceeds to do the bye bye bye dance which sends Quinn into a fit of laughter
"How you get girls to fall in love with you is beyond me!" She's still laughing as they pay "Laugh all you want Q but you're gonna be tryin to steal this one too and I'm not gonna let you!" She shoved Quinn as they walked
"Don't come cryin to me when no one wants you Lopez!" Quinn shot back as they left the store
-end flashback-
"What is so funny Santana?" Quinn asks, then she looks down and laughs.
"Jesus San! Why do you still have this seriously" she laughs as she begins to take it off "I told you, you'd try to steal it one day" They both smiled, there was too much history between them, too many memories. Quinn left the sweatshirt on and walked over to Santana.
She stood between her legs as Santana rested her head against her chest. Quinn began to play with her hair.
"I love you, please don't leave me" Santana whispered and Quinn was immediately taken back to the night with Biff. How could she leave when Santana was so quick to stay?
"I love you too San, I want us to be okay" Santana stood up "Let's start with this" she said as she pulled out the engagement ring and placed it on her finger once more.
"Do you just carry this around San?" She joked "Well you never know when you'll need it" Santana smiled "This time I'll never take it off" Quinn said as she leaned in to kiss Santana. "And I'll never give you a reason to doubt my love, I promise"