Note: Since I'm taking too long to update, I'm posting it without a beta's review, because I don't like to make you guys waiting for that long. So take easy on me here, please, because I'm scared to do that by myself lol. Any mistakes are all mine, so... Hope you guys like it.

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Flashback

Quinn was in her studio as she does every morning after her wife left for work. She and Beth have been there for hours. While Quinn was doing her work, she left Beth been a free child by her studio painting or trying to make any kind of sculpture.

Beth was on the floor with a green paint at her side painting a blank canvas that Quinn gave to her. The little one was using a brush drawing a flower that claimed to be for mamí Tana.

The sound in the studio was very low, but this time it wasn't Santana's rock music, or Florence + The Machine as Quinn like, this time, it was one of Beth's favorite songs.

Don't worry about a thing

'Cause every little thing

Gonna be all right

Saying, don't worry about a thing

'Cause every little thing

Gonna be all right

Elizabeth Mitchell was playing with her children's version of Three Little Birds. One of Beth's favorite songs. Both didn't care one bit about it, however, it was that even more animated to do their proper work. Quinn was sitting in her seat the front of her desk, she was creating a sculpture that would be delivered in two weeks to Gray Art Gallery where she had hoped one day to get her work there.

Rise up this morning

Smile with the rising sun

Three little birds

It's by my doorstep

Singing sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true

Saying',"This is my message to you"

Beth seemed concentrated in her "art" while singing. She loved this song and loved even more to stay there with her mother. She knew she could get dirty as much as she wanted that Quinn won't get mad with her. Her voice was loud with the music and Beth stood up to dance. Quinn looked away and saw that her daughter was enjoying herself. Her gray sweatpants were nearly all green, and her black halter top was green even in the back and Quinn wondered how that was possible. Beth blond hair was big almost five fingers below her shoulders and she wore pigtails. She loved it.

Saying, don't worry about a thing

'Cause every little thing

Gonna be all right

Saying, don't worry about a thing

"'Cause every little thing gonna be alright." Beth sings using her brush as a microphone. Quinn watched the little one and laughed, shaking her head to see how much that little girl reminded herself in that age.

The blonde turned her attention back to her work and her hands were smeared with clay and she needed to get at least half of it ready.

Beth was still dancing when she had kicked something. - Oops. - She looked at the screen and saw that the small can of paint on her side had been knocked down and there was ink everywhere, even on the floor. She stopped dancing and looked at her mother who kept her head down. Beth bent up the can and put it in the same place where it was. She got up again making sure that her mother was still head down and smiled.

Beth bent through both hands in all that ink on the floor. Her palms were green, including her little fingers. She got up, walking around the table behind Quinn and got close to her mother slowly pressed her palm on the back of the blonde's top leaving her hand marked on Quinn's shirt. Beth laughed down and when Quinn turned she stopped putting her hands behind, hiding it from Quinn.

"Beth? Have you finished your draw?" Quinn asked and Beth nodded. Quinn knew that look on her daughter's face. She narrowed her eyes and continued looking at the little one. "Beth?" Beth looked at her, smiling, trying to hold her laughter. "What've you done?" The little one shrugged chuckles that Quinn knew well. "Let me see your hands."

"No." Beth said with a soft voice laughing.

"Beth. The hands." The blonde wiped her hands on the cloth at her side and continued staring at her daughter waiting for Beth to do what she was asking. With a little delay Beth puts her hands forward and showed it to Quinn.

"It's green, momma!" The little one saying laughing. Quinn raised an eyebrow and remembered that a minute ago she felt that little hand on her back and quickly pulled her shirt forward trying to look at. As expected, the handprint of her daughter was green on her blouse. She looked at Beth, who was laughing this time.

"Elizabeth!" Quinn said with a joking tone and got up to get her daughter, but Beth ran before her mother could catch her. "Get back here, little monster." Quinn was behind her and go where the little one was seeing that she had painted the entire floor. She looked at her studio and saw Beth still laughing leaning against the door. The blonde's eyes narrowed and lowered dirtying her hands with the ink as well. "Now it's my turn." Quinn ran into Beth that deviated from her mother stroking her leg and leaving another green mark on Quinn.

"No!" Beth screams running while her mother had been already behind her. "No, mommy!" Beth laughed, and laughed, she no longer had the strength to run. Both were laughing hard and she was soon caught by surprise when Quinn's arms passed around her waist and pulled her out of the ground.

"Gotcha." Quinn laughed, sat on the floor, putting Beth in her lap and holding her between her legs. "Now it's you who will be all green." The blonde ran her hand at Beth's arms who wouldn't stop laughing on Quinn's lap. The blonde's hands now passed gently in Beth's cheeks. "My little Hulk."

"It's not fair." Beth was breathless and put both hands on Quinn's cheeks. The little one let out a delicious laugh that was impossible for Quinn not laughing with her.

"It's going to be hard to take this off your hair, baby girl." Quinn said as Beth held her and lay her head on her mother's chest.

"I want to get in the tub. Can I?" Beth smiles squeezed Quinn in her little arms. "Please?"

"Okay, you can stay in the bathtub."

"But I'll just take a shower if you give me cookies, first." Quinn looks at Beth's eyes.

"Oh, my God, you're just like your mamí sometimes." Quinn smiled and got up with the little one in her rips.

End.

Quinn woke up that morning worrying with Beth, she wanted to know if the little one was okay. Once she left the room, Santana was standing in the kitchen putting coffee in her mug.

"Good Morning." Quinn approaches the counter, she couldn't face the Latina that morning. She was feeling guilty about last night.

"Hey." It was all Santana could say. The Latina was very hurt, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know where to start with their attempt to bring Quinn back. Her Quinn.

"Mm, Is she awake? Beth?"

"Yes, she's in her room changing." Santana said softly, not looking at her.

"Changing? Will you take her somewhere?" Quinn was confused, she wanted to reward what she did to Beth and intended to make a special day for the little one.

"Yes, I will leave her with Rachel this afternoon. So you can do your stuff without worrying about her." The Latina was cold, and Quinn could feel that and it sure hurt her somehow.

"Santana, you don't have to do that, I can stay with her, I. –" Quinn paused. "Please, I want to talk to her."

"No Quinn, she's very upset and it was she who asked me if she could stay with Rachel this afternoon." Quinn frowned, feeling a little hurt.

"Oh... -"

"I'll tell her the truth." Santana said and Quinn was surprised. " I know I shouldn't, but I can't do this with her anymore. She is so confused right now, Quinn. She can't understand why you're acting strange since you got back from the hospital. She knows something is not right. Beth is smart and I don't want her to start make questions why her mommy can't sing or paint with her anymore.."

"But Santana, this will break her heart. Found out that her own mother don't remember anything about her will be a shock." Quinn tried to understand why the Latina wants to tell the truth, but it's hard. She didn't want to hurt Beth more than she already had.

"She is much stronger than you think." Santana puts her mug in the sink and walked toward Beth room. Quinn opened her mouth to say something, but gave up and let Santana do what she thought was right, the latina was the only one there who apparently knew Beth.

"Hey Bee." Santana entered her daughter's room while Beth was sitting on the floor fighting with her boot.

"Mami, I can't do it." Beth dropped her boot sidewalk in half on her little foot and support her hands on the floor.

Santana laughed approaching Beth down and picking her up, carrying her to the bed.

"We need to talk, mijá" Santana sat beside Beth, facing her.

"Ok, mamí." Beth took off her misplaced boot and rested her hands on her knees looking at her mother.

"Mmm, you know that mommy, it is not good, right?" Santana begins to talk and her heart felt like it would jump at her mouth.

"Yep, I know. She doesn't remember that she can sing." Beth smiled sadly.

"Exactly, but unfortunately has more things she doesn't remember, bee." Beth made a confused face, leaving her head tilt to the side and scratched her little nose.

"Like what?"

Before Santana could say, she grabbed her daughter and sat Beth in her lap. Beth looked at Santana carefully.

Oh God, how will I explain this now? The Latina thought before continuing.

"Bee, mommy had a serious accident and she doesn't remember much. She can't remember how to paint, too-"

"To paint? But she loves to paint, mamí." Beth frowned and Santana took a deep breath.

"Well, the accident made her lose some of her memory for the last few years. Some things she did before, her brain doesn't let her remember. For example, mommy can't remember that our favorite food is our delicious macaroni and cheese." Santana smiled, trying to explain it in a less painful way to Beth. "Mommy doesn't remember that your favorite color is green." Beth opened her mouth in shock. How can Quinn not remember that Beth loves green?

"But mamí, green is my favorite color, how can she not remember that?" The little one made a funny surprise face, making Santana laugh.

"The accident deprived her to remember several things, mijá. A small part of mommy's brain has been lost." Beth looked attentive to her Mami, furrowing her brow.

"And what else she doesn't remember?" Beth asked, and Santana took a deep breath, knowing that come the hard part.

"Bee, Mommy doesn't remember aunt Rachel, aunt Brittany, Uncle Puck or Uncle Kurt." Santana paused, looking to see if her daughter was ok and she could see how confuse Beth was. "The accident was very serious, bee. What happened to my mommy is like a movie; she forgot some parts, and we need to make her revive and meet again all the characters in the story for her to remember. And we are the characters." Beth looked surprised. "Mommy only remembers Grandma Judy, Grandpa Russel and aunt Frannie." Beth was silent for a few seconds, seeming to process all that explains that she was giving to her.

"Oh... What else she can't remember?" Beth's small voice was concerned and Santana could feel it.

God, help me. Santana was staring at Beth.

"She recalls that before she met me, she was in law school and wanted to be a lawyer like grandpa Russel, and the only time she painted was when she was your age." Beth looked away and she was silent for a few seconds. She didn't say anything and Santana was concerned whether to continue or not. "She was sad to have made you cry last night, she didn't want that to happen."

"Does she remember you?" Beth asked, catching Santana by surprise.

"No –". The Latina said almost like a whisper, still painful to say that.

Beth was silent again. She looks like she had something to ask and she was afraid, but she needed, she wanted to know more about her mother. She couldn't understand how her mommy couldn't not remember those things, it was so confusing for her. She laid her head on Santana's chest and took a deep breath.

"Mamí..." Beth plays with Santana's shirt.

"Yes, bee?"

"Does she remember me?" The little one whispered and that was enough for Santana, she couldn't hold her tears anymore and now she was crying in silence, holding her baby tightly in her arms.

"I'm sorry, mijá, but. -" Santana took a deep breath. "Unfortunately, no, baby, she doesn't, but like I told you we are the main characters of her life where she needs to remember, bee. I'll make her remember everything as in a fairy tale's movie and mommy will remember again all of us." Santana's words made Beth's little head hurt. A strong and unknown pain. Her mother, the person she loves with all her heart, didn't remember her. How was that possible?

While in silence, Santana could hear her daughter make soft crying noises. She knew that her last words had touched her little bee. She still hugs Beth in her lap and she looked down trying to find Beth's eyes.

"Will she leave me? Has mommy gone away and leave me because she don't remember me?" Beth's voice showed how scared she was at that moment. In her head, If Quinn couldn't remember her, then she would leave her. Quinn would go away and leave Beth behind.

"What? No, bug, of course not. Mommy is not going to leave you, okay? She's going to remember you. I'm sure if she spends more days with us, she's going to remember soon." Santana ran her hands on Beth cheeks, try to take the tears away.

"Can I help? I want to help mommy. What do I do?" Again, Beth caught Santana by surprise.

"You can stay with her today and show mommy what she likes to do. What you always do together. How about you show mommy her studio? I'm sure she will love to go with you there." Santana smiled and all Beth can return was a tiny smirk.

"I can do that, mama!" Beth ran her hand on her cheeks.

"Look, mommy is still the same, okay? And I'm sure that when she saw the lovely daughter you are, she will remember you very quickly." Beth nodded wordlessly.

As much as Beth could understand the situation, she couldn't understand why her mother couldn't remember her. Did Quinn also forget about the morning making pancakes for her? All Beth's favorite songs? Did Quinn couldn't remember Beth's favorite show, or her favorite outfit? Beth would help her mother, she wanted Quinn to remember who she is. She wanted her mother to stop being different and get back to sing to her. Beth didn't want her mother to leave her just because she couldn't remember about her.

Santana got up, giving a kiss on her daughter's forehead and putting her in bed. Beth watched her mother getting out of her room and after a few minutes sitting there. She stood only wearing her socks and went to the room to eat. She took slow steps looking at Santana and then to Quinn. Both stopped what they were doing as soon as they seeing Beth approached. Santana said to Quinn how Beth reacted and they knew they should give her some time.

Beth approached Quinn and looked at her with a worried and sad look. The blonde smiled, getting bent at the same eye level as Beth.

"Hey." Quinn is saying lovely, but Beth kept looking at her. "Little one, I'm sorry about last night, okay? As Santana said, there are certain things I don't remember, and singing is one of them. I didn't want to be rude to you and much less hurt you. I'm sorry Beth, you're always so sweet and I should have treated you well." Quinn gave a kiss on her daughter's cheek, but Beth didn't say anything. She just was staring at Quinn for a few seconds.

"My favorite color is green." Beth said, giving a smile looking at Quinn, who looked at Santana and both smiled turning to look at Beth. "But my room is pink, because you wanted it that way. You said it would match with the flowers you draw on the walls and I like flowers so. –" Beth shrugged and Quinn couldn't help, but smile"Tinker Bell is my favorite fairy, and do you know why? Because she's all green and her hair is like mine." Beth laughed, and Quinn was crying seeing how amazing, her daughter was. "You like yellow, do you remember that, mommy? Yellow is your favorite color, and mamí is red and purple." Beth's hands were now on Quinn's cheeks. "Don't cry, mommy."

"I'm sorry, it's just. -" Quinn took a deep breathe, take Beth's up in her arms. "I'm happy you liked the flowers I draw for you, and yes, I remember my favorite color is yellow and green is a beautiful color as well."

"You're going to remember, mommy. I know you'll." Beth laid her head on Quinn's shoulders, hug her tight, closing her eyes.

"You're amazing, Elizabeth."

"I love you, mommy."

Seeing the scene in front of her, Santana couldn't hold her tears. She was crying in silence, wishing this all been a dream. Even if Beth knows now, Santana would keep protecting her, but she had Faith that at least Beth could help Quinn

"Okay, you two, I need to get ready for work" Santana cleaned her face, giving Beth a kiss, before got back to her room.

"So, little one, what I usually do to you for breakfast?" Quinn asked, sitting Beth on the counter.

"Mmm... You make me pancakes." Beth leaned her chin on her hands "And then you put strawberry, because strawberries are my favorite."

Quinn nodded, getting up and going to make pancakes for Beth. She remembered how to cook, because her sister Frannie used to cook for her and Quinn was always watching and learning. Quinn was always very smart just like Beth.

Within minutes the pancakes were ready. Quinn had already cut the strawberries and placed on top of the pancake on the plate to Beth.

"Okay, here we go!" Quinn smiled as Beth picked up her fork.

"You put sugar up here too, mommy. –" Beth smiled,

"No, you don't -." The Latinas' voice now sang in the kitchen. "Actually, you don't let her eat sugar in the morning. So Missy –" Santana stood beside her daughter. "No sugar for you." The Latina kissed her daughter's head and took her things. "Well, I gotta go. Don't forget your phone if you go out and need something." Santana was serious with Quinn, she still looked bruised with the blonde's words last night.

"All right, I won't forget it." Quinn smiled and Santana said goodbye before disappearing from the front door. "So, Missy –" Quinn turned to Beth. "Trying to trick me, huh?" The blonde narrowed her eyes and Beth smiled with a piece of strawberry in her mouth.

"Don't hurt to try." The little one shrugged, making Quinn laugh.

Xxxx

Santana got on the radio and the studio was empty, just Tyler, her producer, was there finishing some news that Latina would say during the show.

"Hey Ty." The Latina took him from his own world and he smiled.

"Hey Tana, how are you? I'm here finishing the important news for your. Some celebrite's gossips. Some real News.-" He went back to what he was doing on his laptop.

"Great, give me some good news, please. I've been needing." She was saying getting in her studio.

Her studio was not very big. It had a big stereo table where she sat and a microphone in front of it. Beside had two microphones to their colleagues who worked with her and of course, depending on the guest, they were installed more microphones. Today, the day was normal, the radio would have no guests, only awards sweepstakes as radio shirts, movie tickets.

The other show was still in the air and she would have forty minutes to get ready.

"Hey Tana." A familiar voice made Santana take your phone carefully and look at the door.

"Britt, Hi. I'm so happy to see you." The Latina hugged her friend tightly.

"Hi Tana, I'm happy to see you too. I came here to know if you're okay. How is it going?" Brittany asked as the two sit down.

"Complicated." Santana just smiled and Brittany knew her friend needed her.

"Okay, tell me everything."

Santana began to tell everything from the beginning. Including the time Quinn came out with Beth and lose up to fight the two last night. Santana couldn't contain herself and cried all the time as she was comforted by her best friend.

"Britt, it was horrible, I didn't recognize the woman who was in front of me. Her flirting with Sam. –" Santana paused.

"I can't imagine how difficult must be for her, but as much as you need to have patience, she also needs too. Poor Beth, must have been devastated, she loves both you and Quinn so much."

"You know she loves you too."

"Of course she does, I'm her coolest aunt, but loving aunt and loving mothers are a different love. I never clung to anyone the way she is attached to you, Tana. It must have been difficult for her to have Quinn treats her that way and should have been more difficult to know the truth, but I think you did it right. She needed to know. Maybe she can help Quinn."

"Yeah, that's what I told her. And you know Beth, she can be stronger and much smarter than me and Quinn together." The two laughed and Brittany hugged Santana.

"It'll be fine, Tana. You'll get your Quinn back. You are amazing and she was in love with you once, she will fall in love again."

"I hope so, Britt." Brittany gave a kiss on Santana's cheek and stood up.

"I have to go. I just came by to see if you're okay. I had this feeling you were needing me, and I was right. If you need anything, just call me." Santana hugged her friend again.

"You're always right. Thank you, Brittany, I love you." Santana whispered in the blonde's ear.

"I love you too, Tana. We'll talk later." Brittany pulled away before leaving.

Santana didn't have time to think much. Soon her colleagues arrived and they would enter the air in ten minutes. All have positioned themselves and Tyler went to the laptop to give Santana all the news and the week's agenda. She studied everything and before she could say anything, the show went on the air.

Xxxx

Beth was watching Doc Mcstuffins when Quinn got back from the room with a sad look after talking on the phone with her father, setting down next to the little one.

"Who was it?" Beth asked curiously scratching her nose.

"It was my father, Russell."

"Why are you sad, mommy? Did he say something bad?" Beth asked, sitting on Quinn's lap.

"No, baby, he didn't say anything, it's ok." Trying to forget the conversation with her father, Quinn hugged Beth, placing a kiss on her cheek, she could see the smirk on Beth's face. "What is it, Beth?"

Beth thought of saying she didn't like her grandfather Russell, but she didn't want to hurt her mommy. Instead, she stood up and smiled.

"Do you want to see your studio? It's my favorite place." Beth took Quinn by the hand and pulled her to go with her out of the house. "Let's go mommy, you'll love it."

"Beth, I. -" Quinn didn't know if she was ready for this, but Beth was so excited, she was scared of hurting her again and got up following her daughter.

Beth led the way across the small grass that separated the house of the new shed that Quinn had never seen before. The little blonde stops at the front door and tried to push it to the side with force. Quinn realized the difficulty of her daughter and helped her.

The blonde had never seen that place before, but Beth seemed to love. She ran into turning on the light, making Quinn eyes widen. Beth ran to catch one of the pictures she liked while Quinn was looking around and couldn't believe what she was seeing. Several blank screens stored in a large warehouse shelf in the background and pictures ever made and decorated the right side of it. Several sculptures on one of the three tables without finishing it. Photos and drawings tacked on the wall and a huge sculpture in the middle of the shed of a woman, perhaps.

"Look, mama!" Beth appeared in front of her showing a picture that had a large garden with lilies in the background a perfect sunset and two distant children in the frame. She looked at the corner of the screen and realized that her name was signed there.

"Did I draw this?" Quinn asked with a tone of surprise and Beth nodded smiling.

"You did all this." Beth was back running to put the framework in place. "You're always there in the corner." Beth held Quinn's hand pulling her into the shed and pointing to where Quinn always sat doing her job. "And always put music on your iPod to listen to loud music while painting. Sometimes you even stole mamí's iPod, because you like her musics too. It's fun." Little Beth didn't seem to mind in trying to remember her mother everything she did there. "Mommy?" The way Beth was smiling, Quinn could feel something was coming.

"Yes, Beth?" If Quinn could remember her daughter's smile, she'd know what would come.

"Sing with me?"

"Beth, sweet, I told you, mommy can't. –"

"No, mommy, you can sing. Please, just try with me. Just a little bit. Please?" Beth puppy dog's eyes were so freaking cute that Quinn could say no again to her.

"Fine. You start it." Beth clapped her hands excited and start to dance.

Rise up this morning

Smile with the rising sun

Three little birds

It's by my doorstep

Singing sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true

Saying',"This is my message to you"

Beth began to sing your favorite song and Quinn looked at her and it was impossible not to smile with that lovely creature in front of her moving your hands in the air. The blonde was apprehensive start singing, but Beth now looked at her waiting for her to do something.

"Mommy, C'mon, you know this song. I know you can do it." Beth was still waiting and after taking a deep breathe, Quinn close her eyes.

Saying, don't worry about a thing

'Cause every little thing

Gonna be all right

When Quinn opens her mouth, Beth opened a smile from ear to ear and sang along with her mother. The little one was so happy she couldn't even breathe.

Rise up this morning

Smile with the rising sun

Three little birds

It's by my doorstep

Singing sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true

Saying ', "This is my message to you"

Beth now stopped singing slowly and leaves only her mother, but she was still dancing. She knew what she was doing. She wanted her mother to sing alone for her to hear her own voice. The voice that she missed so much. Nothing has changed, Quinn continued with the same soft voice and it took a while for the blonde realized how well she could sing.

Singing, don't worry about a thing

Worry about a thing

Every little thing gonna be all right

Don't worry!

Singing, don't worry about a thing"

I won't worry!

'Cause every little thing

Gonna be all right

Quinn couldn't believe her ears. Her voice was soft, she didn't know she could sing that way. She gave chance to herself and tried hard not to disappoint her baby girl again. Fabray could be heard singing along while Beth took her hand and made her dance with her. That moment was lovely for the first time Quinn felt comfortable in that house and to top it all with Beth.

The little one shook her mother's hand to the side and the other. She could see how happy Beth was in the moment. After discovering that her mother didn't remember her, that was the first real smile she gave after this morning.

"Saying ', "This is my message to you" The two finished singing together and Quinn froze.

"I. –" Tears were falling Quinn's cheek, and she could stop smiling. "I actually know how to sing."

"See? I knew you could sing, mommy, you just needed to remember." Quinn bent on getting Beth's level.

"Thanks. Thank you for everything you are doing. I hope my memories come back soon." The blonde cried looking at her daughter's eyes.

"I'll remember everything, mommy." Beth ran her hand on Quinn's cheek, wiping her mother's tears and hugged her.

Xxxx

Santana opened the door and found Quinn and Beth sitting on the counter eating chocolate. Beth's mouth was dirty and Quinn licked her fingers in a way that Santana had to take a deep breath.

"Mamí! Mamí, guess what?" Beth ran from her seat and jumped in Santana's arms.

"What, bee?" Santana took the little one, smiling in her lap. Beth was so happy that for a second she thought Beth would tell Quinn regained her memory, but before she gets any hope, she waited for Beth to speak.

"Mommy sang!" Beth screamed, giving the news and Santana laughed to her daughter's reaction.

"Yeah, I found that I can actually sing." Quinn was biting her chocolate as she braced her body on the counter.

Santana looked at Quinn for a few seconds, trying to control herself and diverts her gaze back to Beth. "Wow...That's really good, I'm glad you finally remember how to sing. I can see you two have a great day, huh?"

"Yes, mamí, it was super fun. I took mommy to see her studio."

"Oh, really?" Santana looks back at Quinn. "And how was it?"

"Well, it was kind of weird, because I can't see myself there... I mean, it's not something I would actually do, but yeah, it was cool to see who I am, I think." Quinn said sweetly.

"Actually, that's all you there." Santana smiled, letting her daughter's down. "I need to take a shower, I'm tired. We can have some take out for dinner if you want to. -"

"Can we have pizza, mamí?"

"Yes, baby, you can have pizza." Santana wrinkled her nose and went to her room. It was painful to see Quinn as sexy like that and not be able to at least kiss her.

After a few minutes, Quinn was in the room, closing the door behind her. After the conversation with her father this afternoon, Quinn needed to talk to Santana.

"Hey." The blonde approached as Santana checked the last message she had received from Tyler. "We need to talk."

Santana turned around and as soon as she heard Quinn's tone, her stomach rolled.

"What's it? Is everything alright?" The Latina tried to keep calm, but inside she was going crazy.

"Yeah, everything is fine. It's just... Mmm, I talked to my dad today, and He said it would be good if I get back home."

Hearing that, Santana was in shock. Of course, Russell wanted Quinn back, he hated Santana and wasn't happy with Quinn's life. He clearly didn't like Santana at all and He was taking advantage of the situation to get Quinn back. He wanted her to come back to Sam and that he made it clear last night.

"But why? Quinn, you should stay here, it is the best for you, you know that." Santana tried to keep calm, but she was desperate. She didn't want to stay away from Quinn knew she had a good chance of losing her.

"I know, Santana, but I'm not feeling comfortable here and let's be honest, I don't even remember anything. I'm clearly hurting you and Beth and I don't want that. I don't want to hurt you or her, because I know how much you're trying to help, but I'm scared of hurting you. Do you know how painful is to see that I'm hurting my own daughter?" Quinn stepped approaching Santana. "Look, maybe we should be separated, may be the best way. If I spend some time with people I really know it may help me to get to remember you." Santana stepped back and she forgot how to breathe.

"Look, Quinn, I understand how difficult it must be for you right now, but I don't think this will be the best way. You need to stay here, Beth needs you. I need you. We can help you everyday taking baby step. You don't have to leave." Santana tried to smile and convince her wife to stay, but Quinn always had that empty look. It is difficult for the Latina read her wife's eyes like she used to.

"I'm sorry, Santana, but it is being not easy for me to stay here. I'm scared to be myself here, because I know I'm not the person you expect me to be. And I'm scared to say something that may hurt her again. She's so sweet... Both of you are and it's hard for me to know that I'm causing all this. I better get back to my house, I'll be able to stay with my mother, my father, my sister and my friends. Maybe getting someone known I can recover my memory?" The Latina looked at Quinn and it was clear to see that the blonde was actually going in favor of her father's will. It was him who put that idea on her head.

"Quinn, please, don't do this." The Latina approached putting her hands on Quinn's face. It was hard for her not to cry, knowing she could be losing her wife. "You're only going because you father wants this, he always did, he always wanted you to do everything he wants it, but you're not like that, Q. Even before we met you become an independent person who always did what you wanted and not what they wanted. You're not like them, Q. Please, just stay." A tear trickled down Santana's cheek and Quinn didn't know this would be so hard, but she wasn't feeling at home in that house. She needs to stay with her Family.

Pulling away, taking Santana's hands from her face, Quinn looks at the ground, trying hard not to cry.

"I'm doing this for me, Santana." The blonde whispered and met with Santana's eyes. "I'm going back to my parents' house tomorrow morning. I've had already decided."

"Quinn, don't. –" Santana's heart was hurt so much. She promised to Beth that Quinn wouldn't leave them, how she would explain this to her daughter now?

"You don't have to worry, because Beth will stay with you and I'm coming to see her as much as I can. I know how much she is attached to me and, to tell the truth, spend the day with her made me want to be part of her life too." Quinn took a deep breath. "Let's face it, Santana, this is not working, we don't need that, I'll get back to my normal life with my parents, that's my life, and nothing here belongs to me. Those clothes, the house, the studios... This is not me. I... I'm sorry, Santana, it's not working. We know that this will not work if I can't find me first. I'm unable to remember anything and it hurts me, because I'm hurting you. I can't do this anymore. And after my father's call, I realized that maybe if we have some time apart it will help us. And. -" Quinn sighed, knowing this last part would be the hardest for Santana, but she needs to do that. Her father was right. She needs to get back to them, just like they used to. Like she used to be. Looking at Santana, Quinn took a deep breathe. "I-I want the divorce."

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