Once Quinn and Santana got back to their apartment everything went back to normal. Quinn made a decision that she was going to drop out. She hadn't told Santana yet and she knew that she wouldn't react well, Santana wanted Quinn to get an education, Quinn wasn't sure why it bothered her so much… but it did.

Santana had been trying her absolute best to get another acting job. The director of the movie Santana was in had never called her and neither had an Agent. Santana kind of felt a little stressed, she knew that New Haven wasn't exactly the best place to get an acting job but she planned that if a job came up elsewhere… she'd just go. Not forever of course but she was sure Quinn would be okay with it. Quinn wanted to go to New York anyway… Santana was starting to see that little idea of Quinn's as a good one.

Quinn pushed the door to their apartment open sighing, the troubles of the day disappearing as she caught sight of the Latina lying on the sofa.

"Santana, baby hey!" Quinn said as she walked towards Santana.

"Quinn! Good day baby?"

"It was okay honey, but it's much better now I'm with you."

"Oh how you turn on the charm when you're with me Quinn, it gives me tingles." Santana winked and pulled Quinn onto the sofa.

"I don't need to turn on the charm; it just comes naturally to me." Quinn winked, wrapping her arms around the brunette.

"Quinn I was thinking… you know how you suggested us moving to New York? Well I think it's actually an awesome idea. I mean I wanna take up acting as a profession and I thought long and hard about it and I think that New York is the best place to achieve my dreams you know? And what better place than the city of love right? Or is that Paris? I don't know but anyway none of that matters, what matters is that you and I move to New York and live in a place where there are people just like us who, somewhere where we can be part of a community!"

"Oh Santana, I'm so glad you changed your mind! I've been thinking all day about it and I'm going to drop out. Definitely." Quinn said, nodding her head fiercely.

"Yeah I'm glad I did too. But before we go, we gotta sort out what YOU'RE gonna do because this isn't just about me, this is about you too. And we can't go to New York if you have no plans whatsoever because then you'll just be a bored slowly aging women who has nothing to do in her life."

"Oh gee thanks San. You saying I'm old?" Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Nah baby you hot." Santana winked at her girlfriend smiling fondly.

"Anyway, yeah in all seriousness, I will figure out what I wanna do… I think I might be an actress too… I'm not copying you baby, don't think that, but it might be cool anyways for us both to be actresses right?"

"I know you're not copying sweetie, we're not 4. Yeah, it'll be a whole truckload of awesome!"

"Yeah… do you think I should tell my mom?"

"Honey, your Mom made it pretty clear that she didn't like you and I dating, do you really think she'll be all that happy when she finds out that you are in fact dropping out of college to go live in New York with me? Really Quinn?"

"Okay, you made your point, I won't tell her." Quinn rolled her eyes.

"You can tell her if you really want, I'm just making the point that it won't go well. I'm gonna tell my Mom, so I could casually ask her to tell your Mom, if you were that desperate for her to know."

"Yeah baby, do that, thanks honey." Quinn sighed deeply, rubbing her head.

"You okay baby?" Santana asked a concerned tone to her voice.

"Yeah, just got a lot on my mind you know?"

"Yeah, I feel you."

"I never asked, did you ever get the chance to tell Brittany about you and I when we went to see the glee club? I didn't see you talk to her?"

"Oh uh yeah. I told her, she's uh fine with it, we only talked for like a minute, so it's all good in that department."

"So she was fine with it? Like 100%? She understands that you're with me now? And NOT her?"

"God Quinn, yes she's fine with it, I think she does understand that I'm with you yes, I mean I did tell her."

"Okay good. And you two are JUST friends?"

"Quinn of course we are. You're my girlfriend now, not Brittany. I love YOU. Yes Brittany was my first and yes Brittany is totally hot and stuff but you're mine."

"She's hot is she?" Quinn said raising her eyebrows.

"Yes she's hot but you're the only girl for me Quinn, in my eyes you are the hottest girl on the planet, you're like smoking hot."

"Well okay if you say so…" Quinn winked at her beautiful girlfriend, feeling like the happiest girl in the world.

Santana felt guilty about lying to Quinn about meeting up with Brittany but it was totally innocent, she hadn't done anything wrong, why had she even hidden it from Quinn in the first place? Maybe Quinn wouldn't be totally okay with her meeting up with her ex for a moonlit walk but it wasn't as if she had done anything with Brittany, the most contact the two of them had was a hand hold, it meant NOTHING.

Quinn was glad that everything was okay with Brittany; it meant one less thing to worry about. But she knew that Santana hadn't talked with Brittany when they went to see the glee club, she knew it, Santana hadn't left Quinn's side the whole time they were there. She knew that Santana wasn't being honest because she had that look her eyes, the look of mischief, she'd bring it up another time though, everything was perfect and she didn't want to ruin it.

Quinn was out sorting out the whole dropping out of college thing, while Santana sat down on the sofa, drifting through the TV channels with the remote, not feeling at all interested with anything that was on. Santana was moodily grumbling at a cooking show when her Cell began to ring loudly, echoing around the apartment. She answered it with a moody hello, not bothering to check the caller ID.

"San? It's me! Britt!"

"Brittany!" Santana face palmed at how stupidly eager she sounded.

"Hey Sanny! I was just calling to ask how you are… so how are you?"

"I'm great Britt, I'm moving to New York!"

"New York? Wow, that's amazing Santana, you always wanted to go there, I'm glad you're going. More than glad actually, I'm ecstatic." Santana giggled at Brittany's enthusiasm.

"Okay Britt, calm down. Yeah it's awesome but no need to have a spaz over it."

"Oooh sorry moody! You sound like Lord Tubbington when he hasn't had his meds."

"That isn't a good thing to be compared to! So you're comparing me to a crazy cat now are you?"

"Yup! I sure am! So are you going to get like a one bedroom apartment for yourself or something? I mean it doesn't have to be that great, if it's just for you."

"Britt… it'd not just for me."
"You're getting a roommate?"

"No Britt, I' going to New York with Quinn, I'm going to live with Quinn."

"Oh. Right. I understand… That's a big step. I'm happy for you, I really am."

Santana felt guilty, she wasn't sure why.

"Yeah, thanks B. How are y-"

"I should go San. See you uh soon bye."

Santana mentally slapped herself. She rubbed it all over Brittany's face. She decided she wasn't going to talk to Brittany anymore, it wasn't fair on Britt or Quinn. Brittany shouldn't have to listen to Santana talking about her and Quinn and Quinn popped up in Santana's every conversation so it would be hard not to talk about Quinn, so she decided to cut their conversations down to a text every two weeks, if Brittany talked to her more than that then she'd cut the conversation down to a quick hello and how do you do and then she'd leave, it was the best thing to do. It was good for Quinn too, she wouldn't have to be jealous and she could trust her, and Santana could trust herself and not get tempted by Brittany.

An hour later, Quinn came bounding through the door, a huge grin on her face.

"Santana! Guess what?"

"What Quinn?" A smile spread on the Latina's lips.

"The whole dropping out thing should be sorted in like…2 weeks!"

"Oh My God, we're one step closer to New York eek!"

"In the whole time I've known you I've only heard you say eek twice and both those times it was super weird."

"Oh so I can't say eek now?" Santana looked over at her blond girlfriend who was smirking at her.

"Oh you are, I'm just saying… its super weird."

"What can I say? When I'm with you I feel like screaming."

"I hope that's in a good way." Quinn leaned towards Santana, her lips puckered.

"Oh it certainly is…" Their lips met and they kissed for several minutes, they collapsed on the sofa, the kissing turning to a full on make out session.

Santana was so happy, not only was she following her dreams but she had the hottest girlfriend.

Santana and Quinn went to bed that night hand in hand, tired from their all night long make out session. Once they were in bed, they both fell asleep straight away, still hand in hand.