Judy had gone out shopping for Quinn's visit since Quinn wasn't home yet and because she had been busy before that, so Quinn decided to take another shower. Having to put back on a dress she sweated in for hours made her feel dirty, and not in the pleasing way like last night.

Last night.

Quinn hated that she already missed Santana. It made her feel like a silly teenage girl with a crush. But she never really did have a crush in school. People were too busy avoiding her in middle school for her to get a good look at or read on anyone. She didn't have time freshmen year because it was all about setting her image. But then she met Finn, and then Puck got her pregnant, she cheated on Sam, she had an inappropriate fling with her professor, and she tried to hide her sexuality in Biff and once again try to please her unavailable father.

She thinks that maybe she would have had a crush on Sam if she had been normal. If she hadn't been so caught up in getting her life back on track. If she felt safe in her attraction to people. Maybe deep down inside, she always had a crush on Santana. The summer before freshmen year and freshmen year itself. But then her dad started drinking more and becoming stricter, and her mom was distancing herself from him in his drinking. So even though she knew what she might feel wasn't wrong, because she knew about San and Britt and didn't care, she didn't want her dad to know.

'That's all in the past.' She told herself blinking away droplets of water. She had gotten distracted with her thoughts and had the water running cold. She finished rinsing out her hair and quickly cleaned her body. She turned off the water, grabbed her towel, and carefully got out of the shower.

Her eyes caught sight of her scars in the mirror. There was no longer hate or disgust towards them. They were a part of her now, they were what made her her. When people didn't believe her or called her weak, she had the scars to say otherwise. In the wise, profound, relevant words of one icon Brooke Davis, "I am who I am. No excuses."

Quinn's phone started buzzing right as she decided to lay down for a nap. (Her and Santana didn't do much sleeping last night. With Santana and dancing at the reunion she was capital e EXHAUSTED.) She collapsed on her bed and hit answer.

"Hey Ally." She chirped (anyone else and she would have snapped at them).

"Hey! How is Lima?" Allison jumped right into the questions making Quinn wonder if Lydia was there.

"I've only been here one day." Quinn stretched her legs until her toes curled and she felt her body pop.

'Better than sex.'

There was a pause and then a response, "A lot can happen in 24 hours. There's even a show called 24 and every season is just one day. Each episode is an hour, literally."

That last part was most definitely Allison and not Lydia. Allison was cinema smart, Lydia was smart smart. She definitely loves talking with Brittany about whatever it was geniuses talk about.

"Well nothing has happened, except I can't feel my feet from all the dancing I did."

"You went! I knew you w-, yes babe she went. I don't know, I just found out she went. Okay." Quinn waited patiently for Alison translate the news to her girlfriend. She didn't even care, they were the cutest couple Quinn had ever seen and that's saying something because Brittany and Marley were married. "Lyds wants to know who all you saw."

"Put Lydia on the phone." Quinn's eye caught a picture of her and Santana on her desk. She thought about reaching over to get it but before she could Lydia was on the phone.

"Hey hot stuff."

"Not that it's really any of your business but yes, I saw Santana."

"Eeee! Baby, she saw Santana."

"I heard that." Allison's voice was faint but Quinn could hear the amusement and smile in it.

Normally when couples used pet names like babe or baby it made Quinn squirm. It just sounded so casual and meaningless and gross. But Allison and Lydia had a way of saying it that made it sound clean and cute. Sometimes they were so cute Quinn wanted to gauge her eyes out. She was sure one minute with them and Santana and the Latina would be ready to drink bleach. But most of all she admired their solid relationship.

"So when are you coming home? Ally and I just got back from the store and I made sure to stock up on bacon."

Quinn didn't respond right away, too floored by what Lydia had said. Home. There were only two places that felt like home, the choir room and her shared apartment with Allison and Lydia. Even the house she was in didn't feel like home. It was tainted with memories of how unloved and how big of a disappointment she was. Her and her mom had a healthy relationship but coming back to this house never felt like home.

She didn't realize until now how she had managed to build a home with two people she didn't even meet until she was a freshmen in college. She smiled and blinked away tears but it was probably no use, Lydia was the most perceptive human being on the face of the earth.

"I was suppose to be back the day after tomorrow but Santana convinced me to stay a few more weeks." Quinn broke the news.

"Oooooh." Lydia cooed through the phone.

Quinn rolled onto her side and back shaking her head. "Shut up MIT."

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't have to." Quinn accused.

She decided to hell with it and got up to inspect the picture of her and Santana on her desk. They were in their matching graduation caps with their arms draped around each other. Their heads were leaned towards each other causing Santana's tassel to blind her. When the picture was taken it was only by her right eye but Quinn remembered it perfectly.

"Ah shit. My tassel got in my fucking eye!"

"Santana Diabla Lopez! Language por favor." Maribel scolded her daughter.

"Lo siento Mami."

"I'm gonna put you on speaker so Ally can hear you too."

"Okay."

Quinn didn't remember ever framing this let alone putting it on her desk. The Nationals pictures beside it yes but not this graduation one. She had packed the day of and after gradation and left for YALE only two days after graduation. 'My mom must have done this.'

She looked for any other graduation pictures Judy may have put in her room but found none. She had taken at least one with everyone and a group one, plus one with Mr.Schue and one with Sue. Why only put Santana's up?

"Quinn? You still there?" Allison inquired.

"Yeah, sorry. I got distracted by graduation pictures."

"That you still haven't shown us. Whenever we visit you're totally showing us. Those and baby pictures."

"I'm sure Judy Fabray would be delighted to show you baby pictures of her baby." Quinn smiled.

"Ow! Fuck!" There was a bang that sounded like a can hitting the floor.

Quinn furrowed her eyebrows in concern and confusion. That didn't sound good.

"Allison, your foot busted open the tomato paste!"

"Well I think the tomato paste busted open my foot!"

"Oh don't be a baby you're wearing shoes."

Quinn laughed and placed the picture on her nightstand, falling back on her bed. She sighed and got herself situated into a more comfortable position.

"Sorry about that Q ball, so when should we be expecting you back? Allison busted the tomato paste so you don't have to worry about us making spaghetti pie without you."

"I didn't bust open the tomato paste!" Allison exclaimed cleaning up the mess.

Quinn smiled and began absentmindedly running her fingers along her scars under her shirt. Part of her missed Allison and Lydia and longed to be back with them, but a bigger part of her longed to stay in Lima with her family. It had been forever since everyone in Glee had been in the same place and Quinn missed them every damn day. Now was her chance to reconnect with her family, make amends that she hadn't gotten to yet, fill people in on the past three years (or more). She still couldn't help but feel guilty for preferring her Glee family over her roommates.

"I'm not sure. Santana's birthday is in two weeks and I'll probably stay another week or two after that. I'll have to talk to everyone else to see how long they're staying." No doubt Puck, Rachel, and Mercedes would have to be back at work after Santana's party.

She would like to see how long everyone was saying, and she would ask, but ultimately it depended on Santana. Quinn knew this and wasn't lying to herself, and she knew Lydia knew this too. As much as the two missed Quinn, they wouldn't guilt trip her into coming home. Lydia if anything would lock her out of the house once she came back if she didn't stay in Lima.

"Alright, just text me or Ally when you know for sure."

"Will do."

They talked for a few more minutes before Quinn said she was exhausted and wanted a nap. Quinn said it was from her flight and all the dancing but Lydia still made a knowing joke about her and Santana.

"Allison, come get your girlfriend." Quinn complained.

There was a screech followed by some giggles making Quinn's heart ache in adoration.

"Alright Quinn get some rest and fill us in later." Allison called. She had her arms wrapped around Lydia's waist and her chin down, almost reaching Lydia's collarbone. Lydia was leaning back against the brunette with her hands on top of Ally's.

"Okay Ally Al. Love you guys."

It still felt somewhat foreign on her tongue to say it so freely, especially before hanging up. Sure she would throw the word around in romantic relationships but that was just so she could get what she want or wouldn't be abandoned. She never said it to her family or friends. It just wasn't a phrase that was said or felt in her household.

"Love you too Q ball." Both girls said in unison making Quinn shake her head.

"Byeeeee." Lydia chirped and hung up.

Quinn sighed and set her phone down on her nightstand, right next to the graduation picture of her and Santana. She stared at it a little longer, her eyes glued to Santana's right dimple and how deep it went with happiness. Despite all their ups and downs, in the end they always cared about each other and were there when it mattered. This picture and last night were living proof to that.

She made a mental note to question her mom about why she had it framed and put in her room before stretching out on her side. The last thing running through Quinn's mind before the dark, heavy abyss overtook her was how it felt falling asleep in Santana's arms with those dark teddy bear eyes gazing into hers.

(AN)

Here's Allison and Lydia! I just love them so much and wanted to have them and Quinntana together, and I could see them being besties with Quinn (and Lydia and Brittany) so I involved them in this story. I hope you guys like them and enjoy this bonus chapter!