"I can do this...I can do this..." Quinn quietly mumbles to herself as she paces around her coffee table, Kai trailing behind her. Sighing softly, Quinn loosens the grip on the phone in her hand.
"Babe...give me the phone." Santana says from the couch, watching as Quinn tries to calm herself.
"Why?" Quinn asks, continuing her pacing.
"Just give it to me."
"No." Santana's eyebrow arches.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm trying to focus." Quinn's pauses mid step as Kai walks in front of her. Santana rolls her eyes as she stands on the other side of the table with her hand out towards Quinn.
"Focus on what exactly? You're nervous, I get it, but it's just a phone call. Take a deep breath and give me the phone." Quinn takes a deep breath before handing Santana the phone.
"Muy bueno Lucy. Now, grab your spawn and sit down." Kai runs past Santana's legs and Quinn leans down to pick her up as she comes her way, then sits at the end of the couch.
"Do I really want to do this?" Quinn asks as she attempts to sit Kai down, but she isn't in a mood to cooperate.
"Yes." Santana says, grabbing Kai and sitting on the other end of the couch, sprawling her legs out on the furniture. Kai reaches for the phone in Santana's hand, who moves it away.
"Okay, we've got like 3 seconds before she starts screaming. It's now or never." Santana tosses the phone to Quinn as she distracts Kai with a plush duck that she grabs from the coffee table. Quinn sighs heavily, grabbing the phone then lying her legs on top of Santana's.
"Here goes nothing..." She says quietly to herself as she begins the call. Placing it on speakerphone, she listens as it rings once, twice,
"Hello?" Judy picks up.
"Uh...hi." Quinn says awkwardly.
"Quinn?" There's a brief silence and Santana glances at Quinn curiously.
"Y-yeah. It's me."
"I'm so glad you called! I was afraid you weren't going to." Quinn scratches her forehead.
"Yeah, I...didn't know if I should..."
"I completely understand. Honestly...I'm just grateful to hear your voice." Judy pauses and an intake of breath can be heard over the phone.
"I know that there's things I should've said and should've done, and I regret not being the mother you needed. I was wrong and I let other things influence me when I should've..." Judy's voice begins to crack and Quinn sighs softly, biting her lip in an attempt to keep her tears at bay.
"We won't dwell on what could've been. I just want you to know that you did not deserve the hurt we caused you. You have every right to hate me...but I hope one day you can forgive me. I am so sorry for how I've treated you; the pressure I put on you to be perfect when you were perfect just the way that you are." Judy sniffles as she finishes her sentence.
"Thank you...it really means a lot that you apologized. I don't know if I'm ready to accept it, but I still appreciate it." Quinn responds. Santana shoots glances at Quinn while repeatedly lifting Kai into the air to keep her entertained.
"I understand. I want you to know that...I want to be a part of your life, but I'll understand if you don't want me around. I haven't been there in all this time, but the more gray hairs I get, the more I realize how lucky I am to have another day. All I ask is that you think about it."
"...Sure. I have to go...take care of yourself." Quinn says, staring at the screen before her.
"You too. I love you and I hope to talk to you soon." Santana watches as Quinn nods to herself.
"Yeah...bye."
"Goodbye." Judy says before ending the call.
Santana sits Kai on the floor and watches as she gets to her feet and walks to the table. Quinn glances at her daughter then to her girlfriend.
"So?" Santana asks. Quinn sighs softly and shrugs.
"I don't know...it feels nice to hear her admit she was wrong, but being in my life...I don't know." Santana nods.
"You don't have to know. I told you, all it had to be was a phone conversation. Don't stress yourself over this." Quinn nods as she rests her elbow on the back of the couch, resting her head on her fist.
"I won't." Santana rolls her eyes.
"You will. But it's fine because I have something to take your mind off of it and no, it isn't sex." Quinn chuckles lightly.
"What is it then?"
"Alcohol." Santana smirks as Quinn shakes her head.
"Seriously though, are you okay?"
"I am. I feel...lighter. It's a pretty weird feeling, but I feel...better." Santana smiles.
"Good. I'm still down to kick Russell's ass at any moment, just so you know. He's been asking for it since high school." Santana says, a scowl on her face.
Quinn grimaces, remembering a huge argument that took place between the Fabrays and Lopez' at a picnic. The couples families were friends up until that point. For some reason, Russell thought it was appropriate to call Santana an abomination to her face, referencing her extra appendage. Quinn isn't sure how he knows about that or why he would even mention anything about genitals to a teenage girl, but that was the day their families stopped speaking to each other. Quinn and Santana were 15 and he was another reason their friendship got so complicated.
"Let's not go there. I wouldn't speak to that man if my life depended on it." Santana squints slightly with a small smirk on her lips.
"Then again, maybe someone should tell him 'the abomination' is plowing his daughter. Even better, his grandchild is half abomination." Quinn shakes her head.
"No one in the family I created is an abomination." Quinn says calmly as she watches the door open. Rachel smiles at the couple as she walks in with Benji on her hip.
"I was wondering when you two would get here." Quinn says smiling as she stands from the couch.
Rachel sits Benji down, who runs as fast as he can into the living room, by passing everyone in the room and picking up a toy near the window. Once Kai spots the toy in his hand, she makes her way over to him.
"Are you going to stay for a little while?" Quinn asks while walking to Rachel.
"I would, but I have plans today." Rachel says, politely returning the hug. Quinn frowns slightly as they pull apart.
"I feel like I never see you anymore." Rachel nods.
"Hectic schedules. I would love to continue this conversation, but I should get going. Here's his things." Rachel says, holding out Benji's bag to the other woman. Quinn nods as she takes the offered item.
"Okay, see ya later." Quinn sits the bag down the couch as Rachel turns on her heels to leave. Rolling her eyes, Santana stands and begins following Rachel as she swiftly exits.
"Be right back." Santana throws over her shoulder, jogging lightly to catch up with Rachel.
"Hey!" Santana says as her door shuts behind her. Rachel sighs heavily before turning to face Santana.
"Yes?" Santana's eyes narrow.
"Dodging me?"
"Of course not." Santana walks a few feet, getting closer to finish their conversation.
"You wanna explain what happened yesterday? Because I'm really, really trying not to be pissed." Rachel sighs, avoiding eye contact with the woman before her.
"I don't...I'm sorry Santana." Santana crosses her arms, face hardening as she glares at Rachel.
"No, I want way more than a fucking apology. You tried to kiss me. I probably would be trying to kick your ass if it weren't for Benji. Why the hell did you do that? And I want an actual answer." Rachel shakes her head lightly, finally looking at Santana.
"I have...feelings for you. I sometimes wish I'd never ended things and I...I shouldn't have tried to kiss you. It was wrong."
"No shit it was wrong. You would just cheat on B like that? With me, of all people?"
"No! I didn't mean for any of this to happen!" Santana rolls her eyes at the woman.
"Well regardless of what you meant, you did it and you need to tell Britt or I will." Rachel nods her head before turning to walk away.
Santana didn't want to be upset, but she couldn't help it. Rachel is going to crush her best friend, has complicated their friendship and the one she'd established with Quinn. There's no telling what's going to happen now.