Santana's POV

"Quinn will you get off your phone already, Mercedes and I are already like 2 mimosas deep and you have barely drank from your one." I said obviously annoyed. "What the hell has you so captivated?" Mercedes asked. Quinn looked as if she saw a ghost, he naturally pink face turned completely white. She look like she was either going to cry, throw up or both. "Quinn whats wrong?" I asked reaching out taking her hand which pulled her from a trance. "I-i-i-tttts my brother" She stuttered on the brink of breaking. "Isn't he in the marines?" Mercedes asked taking a glimpse toward me. I nodded slowly.

You see Quinn has a half brother named Brett. I don't know much about him but I do know that Quinn is really close to him. Quinn and Brett have the same mom but, Quinn never told me what really happened. Ive known Quinn since the 3rd grade and I have never even met the guy. I guess he left Lima and never came back. Then he joined the military and has basically been in it ever since. Quinn even told me once that he was offered the chance to come home but he turned it down. It always intrigued me how I have never met my best friend's brother. When I try to ask her about him she basically just says I would like him and then stops there. We all have things that we don't really talk about and I guess Brett is hers.

"he's hurt" she said looking up with tears in her eyes. I squeezed her hand while Mercedes placed her hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Is he okay? what happened?" I asked concerned. "I don't know, my mom got a call from his Sergeant Major just saying that he was injured and coming home" Quinn said. "if they are sending him home, it means that he's alive" Mercedes explained trying to find the positive. "Yeah Quinn, she's right. They wouldn't send him home unless he was stable enough" I added. Quinn slowly nodded.

Quinn quickly wiped her tears away, "I'm sorry guys, I need to go" she said pulling out her wallet. I quickly stopped her, "I got it Q, do you want me to come with you?" I asked. She quickly shook her head, "no you guys enjoy brunch, Ill meet you at home San" she said packing up. "update us if you hear anything else" Mercedes said. "I will, bye guys" she said quickly before making her way out of the restaurant.

"I kinda forgot she even had a brother" Mercedes admitted. "Well you know her, she doesn't talk about him. The only reason I remembered is because every week when she is obsessed with checking the mail waiting for his letter" I explained. "I really hope he's okay, he could be like seriously injured." "My guess is that he is, the military wouldn't send him home unless her is really hurt. I don't think Quinn would be able to handle her self if its really bad." I said finishing my mimosa. "I'm sorry, I can't just sit here knowing Quinn is at home so upset. I need to go" I explained pulling out money. "I totally get it San, just let me know how she is" Mercedes said nodding.

I needed to get home to Quinn. She's my not only my roommate but my best friend. Quinn's not like me. When I am upset, I tend to lock myself away wanting to be alone. Quinn is the complete opposite, she wants someone to be there. Someone to just hold which normally isn't really me but right now it had to be. I made it the 5 blocks home in record time which is pretty impressive in the heels that I am wearing right now. Taking out the key, I let myself into the apartment. Quinn was sitting on the couch, watching old reruns of Friends. She looked over at me, I could immediately tell that she had been crying.

"Hey Q, any updates?" I asked taking a seat next to her. "I don't know exactly his injuries but he's flying into JFK tomorrow. Theres something that I wanted to talk to you about" she asked. I nodded basically telling her to continue, "Brett has no where to stay, my dad wont let him live at our house. I was wondering if he could stay here for a while, on the pullout couch?" she asked. I could tell that she thought I was going to be annoyed. "of course Q, he can stay as long as he needs to" I said smiling which she returned. "Thank you so much San! ugh you are going to love him" she said pulling my into a hug. "I am happy that I finally get to met this guy, I was starting to think he didn't exist" I said laughing resulting in a smack to my shoulder. "Shut up, of course he exist!" she said laughing. "Like I said I am totally fine with him staying here but why wont your dad let him live with them? his wife is his mom" I asked. I didn't know if Quinn was actually going to tell me. As I said, this is the thing Quinn doesn't really like to talk about. But since Brett is coming home, maybe just maybe she'll tell me something.

Quinn took a deep breath, "My dad hates Brett". "Why?" "I don't even know something happened between him and Brett. Every time I try to ask him Brett says that he doesn't want me to resent my dad so he wont tell me." Quinn explained. "What does your mom think about this?" I asked confused. Quinn scoffs, "you've met my mother, she doesn't have a backbone. She would never go against my father, so what he says goes" She said. I knew that I shouldn't push more, Quinn's been through enough today. "Well he's welcomed here!" I said smiling. I could tell that Quinn was genuinely happy that he was coming home.

"I was thinking of having a small dinner party on Saturday. You know to introduce everyone to Brett. What do you think?" she asked. "I think thats a great idea! I am not cooking shit but I will get my drink on " I said smirking. "Did you really think I was going to ask you to cook" Quinn said laughing. "do you have to be at court this week?" she asked. I shook my head, "nope I finished up that murder case yesterday, so I am as free as a bird" I smiled. "Perfect then you can do the shopping miss free as a bird" she said laughing. I groaned, "Oh shut up, this is literally the first time you have gone shopping in months." She said. "I am a very busy person Quinn, my job entails a lot" I explained. "I am a lawyer too San" she said smiling. I just rolled my eyes. Yeah I am busy but I am also just way to lazy to go shopping. There is just way too many people and I get hit on almost every time I go.

"What time is he coming in?" I asked. "his plane lands at noon, I am going to pick him up then I have to spend a few hours at the office" She explained. "Well I am excited to meet him" "me too San! ah I can't wait to met him!" she squealed.

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