A/N: Later than what I'd hope, but here you go. Faberry Week Day 3: Time Travel

"I'm you," Older Quinn stated. "I thought you'd know."

"That's impossible," Punk Quinn muttered.

"Well, I'm here." Older Quinn said. "And we are having a talk."

2035

"Sugar are you sure we should be down here?" Harmony asked biting her lower lip.

The other girl waved her off with the hand that wasn't holding onto her best friend.

"Harmony, please," Sugar spoke. "No one's been down here in forever."

"What if mother finds out? Or worse yet mom? Or even worse Aunt Santana?" Harmony panicked.

"Harmony would you breathe, Aunt Quinn nor Aunt Rachel will find out and my mother please, she'll just be happy that I'm like her," Sugar replied rolling her eyes.

"But Sugar?"

"Harmony would you trust me."

Sugar had turned around to look at her best friends blue eyes. Harmony nodded and the pair smiled only to jump when they heard a crash.

"What the hell was that?" Harmony asked gripping onto Sugar.

"I don't know," Sugar whispered. "C'mon we got to keep going."

"If we die because you're being an idiot, I'm going to bring us back to life just so I can kill you again."

"Please, as if, this isn't some cheesy scary movie from our parent's time."

"Mother and Aunt San would kill you if you called them old."

"Yeah," Sugar laughed. "Now I think the noise came from over here."

"That's it we're dead!" Harmony muttered following Sugar through the basement.

They rounded the corner and Sugar was the first to scream.

"AH," Sugar shrieked. "My eyes, my eyes!"

"What is it!" Harmony shouted her eyes closed.

"Ah!" Two more yells came.

"Wait," Harmony paused opening his eyes. "I know that voice, Melody?"

"Harms?" Melody responded. "And why is it that you can call me by my middle name? Only Mother is supposed to do that."

"What are you doing here?" Harmony questioned.

"Well," Melody blushed, "Funny thing, Ryder and I were just—"

"Wait," Sugar repeated. "Ryder is here."

"Hi sis," Ryder greeted.

"What the hell is my sister doing with your brother, Sugar?" Harmony inquired.

"I don't know," Sugar answered. "I didn't even know Kitty was going to be down here…Ryder even less."

"You guys," Harmony made a face. "You guys were fucking right?"

"Ew," Kitty 'Melody' cried. "NO! I was not having sex with Ryder, he's like a brother. Geeze, Harmony!"

"Anyway," Sugar distracted. "Totally not the point! What are you doing here?"

"Hiding from ma and mami," Ryder murmured.

"Why?" Harmony asked.

"Oh please," Kitty sighed. "Like you haven't noticed. Aunt San and Aunt Britt are done talking to each other and Mother and Mom are at cutting each other's throat ever since they found out."

"Found out what?" Harmony pursued.

"You haven't told her yet?" Kitty turned to Sugar who started shifting.

"I was," Sugar deflected. "Today actually."

"Tell me what?" Harmony demanded.

Sugar hesitated, "It turns out that mami slept with Aunt Quinn."

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Harmony shouted.

"Yeah," Sugar scratched her head. "Except it wasn't the first time."

"…"

"I mean," Sugar exhaled.

"She means that Aunt San and Mother have been having an affair since college," Kitty informed.

"Why am I only hearing about this now?" Harmony said.

Kitty shrugged and Sugar shook her head Ryder slumped his head.

"I don't know," Kitty muttered. "I tried talking to both of them about it, but they won't budge. It had something to do when they were seniors…something about Uncle Finn…I don't know…and then Uncle Brody is involved."

"Harmony there you are," Rachel mentioned seeing her older daughter walk by. "I need you to do something."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harmony questioned.

Rachel furrowed her brow, "Tell you what, sweetheart?"

"That the affair is what is costing us our family? Why did I have to hear it from Sugar and Kitty?"

"Melody knows?" Rachel stated.

"It's Kitty and yes…" Harmony mentioned. "Why?"

"It's a long story," Rachel sighed. "We wanted to keep you out of it, Harmony. We didn't want anyone to get hurt."

"Well you did a fantastic job," Harmony spat.

Rachel about to respond was interrupted by Santana barging in.

"RACHEL!"

Rachel turned to glare at one of her ex-closest friends, "What do you want?"

"Right now isn't a time to be angry at me," Santana panted. "I know you're pissed, but Brittany just disappeared!"

"She's probably out," Rachel replied.

"No," Santana gasped. "She was talking…well yelling at me through the shower door and all of the sudden she's gone. All I hear is running water so, I check and she's gone."

"Santana," Rachel reasoned. "That is impossible and you know it."

Santana's shoulders slumped. "I know it sounds that way, but I swear Rachel, I wouldn't lie about this."

"Well you used to not lie about a lot of things," Rachel snarled.

"Please…" Santana mumbled.

"I think you shoul—" Rachel didn't get to finish.

"KITTY!" Ryder screamed bursting into the living room.

"Ryder?" Harmony wondered. "Kitty's not here, I thought she was with you."

"Uncle Brody," Ryder wheezed. "Shit! It worked…Uncle Brody—"

"Breathe," Harmony ordered.

And the boy took a deep breath before continuing. "He sent…*gasp for air* he sent Kitty and Sugar back in time!"

"WHAT!" Rachel and Santana shouted.

Ryder flinched at the pitch before being tackled onto the couch.

"What did you just say?" Harmony demanded.

"Uncle Brody," Ryder cleared his throat. "He sent Kitty and Sugar back in time to fix this."

His hands made a gathering motion around the room. "But…he didn't send them alone…he sent Ma and Aunt Quinn back as well."

That's all he could say as he saw Rachel and Santana faint.

"Where are we?" Sugar questioned as she looked around.

"Ow," Kitty moaned. "I think I hit my head."

"Kitty," Sugar hissed. "Pay attention."

Kitty glared as she got up and dusted herself off. "Sorry."

"Never mind and help me figure out where we are," Sugar stated.

The couple made their way around the parking lot filled with cars. They passed a tree and bus stop with a bench. Next to the bench was an old newspaper and Kitty bent to pick it up, Sugar walked up to a near building. Kitty dropped the paper as her eyes came in contact with the date while Sugar froze on the spot staring at the sign.

"SUGAR!" Kitty whisper-yelled hoping to get the attention of the older girl.

But Sugar wouldn't move, she was glued to the sign above the building.

"Sugar…"

"Kitty," Sugar swallowed. "I think we're in Lima…"

Kitty shook her head, "Sugar…I don't think that's the worst of it…"

"What do you mean?"

"Sugar we're in 2012."

2012

"Ouch…would you get off of me Quinn," Brittany gritted out.

Quinn only glared, "I'm going, Brittany!"

"Well then hurry up," Brittany growled.

"Umm, Britt," Quinn paused.

"What?"

"You're naked," Quinn pointed out.

And it was true, Brittany and Quinn had landed outside of a house. Quinn had landed dressed coming home from work and Brittany had been teleported from her shower.

"Bloody fucking perfect," Brittany muttered as she stood up.

Luckily the house's yard they landed in had clothes out in the yard. Being as secretive as she could, Brittany grabbed some undergarment, pants and a shirt along with a hoody from the clothing line. They all fit.

"You can turn around now," Brittany spat out. "I'm decent."

Quinn didn't turn.

"Quinn," Brittany repeated.

"Brittany," Quinn whispered. "We're not in New Haven anymore."

"What are you talking about?"

"Is that Mother?" Kitty asked as they approached the bleachers and cheerleading practice.

Punk Quinn was leaning against the fence talking with Cheerios Brittany and Santana. They looked exactly the same just a decent amount of years younger.

"Yeah," Sugar answered.

"Sugar? What are we doing here?"

"I don't know."

"How the fuck are we back in Lima?" Brittany wanted to scream.

"I don't know," Quinn replied.

The pair had decided to abandon where they had landed and had decided to scamper away to gather information on where they were. They'd been walking a total of three blocks when both had the dawning thought of where they were.

"Well let's go to our parents," Brittany stated. "That way we can arrange a journey home."

Quinn nodded her head as they turned the corner to walk to their old neighborhood. As they walked silently, they passed an old bookshop and pastry café.

"Hey Britt," Quinn called.

"Don't call me that," Brittany responded.

"I'm sorry…but," Quinn faltered. "Wasn't the old pastry café moved to central Lima?"

"Yeah…so?"

"And the bookstore demolished?"

"Yes, Quinn…and your point?"

"Then why are they still here?" Quinn asked.

That stopped Brittany and she walked back to stare at the two buildings.

"What the fuck?" Brittany whispered.

"Where are you going?" Sugar asked.

Kitty turned to look back at Sugar, the younger girl was walking towards the school building.

"Where does it look like?"

"You can't interact with anybody," Sugar exclaimed. "It could screw up time! Haven't you ever seen any time traveling film!"

"No," Kitty replied. "They're all really dorky."

"You're insane," Sugar retorted. "Now c'mon, we should go."

"Go where?"

"I don't know," Sugar stopped. "We should just wander around the city and find a place to sleep tonight, c'mon."

"Quinn," Brittany spoke, the pair had been walking around Lima. No one seemed to recognize them and the pair enjoyed not being stopped. They'd come to the conclusion that they weren't in new current 2035.

"Mm," Quinn hummed. This trip had given her time to think about her relationship with the blonde.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you and Santana…you know? Were Rachel and I not enough? Were we not your loved ones?"

Brittany was trying her hardest to keep her tears and anger at bay.

"I-," Quinn sighed. "I don't know. We slept together one time during college. When you and she were done and Rachel and I hadn't officially gotten together. She'd just had a pregnancy scare with Brody and I was angry and curious about sex with a woman. She's my best friend, I felt safe."

Gritting her teeth together, Brittany forced herself to listen.

"I understand that," Brittany tried calming herself down. "But why did it continue? Were we not enough?"

Quinn hesitated, "I don't know Brittany. I actually don't know. And you were more than enough…I don't think I could live with myself if you guys thought you weren't enough."

"Well than," Brittany spoke slowly. "This changes nothing. We still want those divorces."

Quinn's head fell. "I know."

"Good," Brittany stated. "Now…what are we going to do?"

Turning to look around her, Brittany failed to see a pair of kids who bumped into her.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," Sugar mentioned not looking up.

"Sugar?" Brittany asked.

"Ma?"

"Hey, Sugar?" Kitty looked up from a map she'd purchased. "Aunt B?"

"Kitty?" Brittany blinked.

"Maybe we're not in 2012," Sugar commented.

"Nope," Kitty shook her head. "We are…except we weren't the only ones sent back."

"Wait 2012?" Brittany questioned.

"Yeah," both teenagers nodded.

"Holy fuck," Brittany exhaled. "Quinn."

"Mother's here?" Kitty asked.

Brittany only nodded. "Quinn Berry-Fabray get your ass over here!"

"What, Britt?" Quinn groaned as she walked up to the other blonde.

"We went back in time," Brittany mentioned.

"Ha, that's funny," Quinn laughed.

"Not a joke, mother," Kitty butted in. "Look at the published date of the paper."

"Melody?" Quinn questioned as she looked down at the paper, turning pale. "Sugar?"

"Hi Aunt Q," Sugar waved.

"Fuck!" Quinn muttered. "Like how? What the fuck? Holy shit! B! I think I'm having a heart attack or a mental breakdown. That's it, I'm losing it. My wife being away and wanting a divorce has driven me over the edge. I'm not here…I'm dreaming…"

"Should we knock her out or something?" Sugar commented.

Brittany shook her head, "No, she's just rambling like Rachel used to. So what have you two done?"

"Nothing," Kitty supplied. "Wandered around a bit, saw you guys…what did my mom wear!...didn't interact with anyone…you know."

Brittany nodded. "So now what?"

2035

"YOU SENT MY DAUGHTER BACK IN TIME!" Rachel shouted into Brody's ear.

"I might of," Brody whimpered.

"Why the fuck would you do that?"

"I was tired of seeing you depressed," Brody mentioned. "I sent Kitty, Sugar, Quinn, and Brittany back in time to fix Quinn delaying herself from telling you she loved you."

"You can't mess with stuff like that," Harmony piped up.

"It's not like she's changing everything," Brody sighed. "I sent the four of them back so they'll work as a team. You all deserve to be happy."

"You're still a dead man," Rachel gritted out.

2012

"So how did we get here?" Brittany questioned.

The four of them were checked into a motel near the outskirts of town.

"I have no idea," Sugar breathed out.

"Any theories, Quinn?" Brittany asked.

"Other than the mere fact that we went back in time, no?" the Yale graduated surmised.

"Well I got one," Kitty intervened. "I found this note in my pocket, that I'm sure wasn't there before. It says, and I'm reading it verbatim: 'Kitty, if you're reading this it worked. I sent you back in time, yes it sounds crazy, but I did. I sent you and Sugar along with Brittany and Quinn. I'm giving you a second chance, talk to young Quinn and knock some sense into her. This is your opportunity to make sure you have a happy future. Don't screw it up, kid.'"

"Wait, the fuck?" Sugar cursed.

"Sugar," Brittany reprimanded. "Don't curse."

"Sorry…"

"So, this is my chance," Quinn mumbled. "How, I'm at least twenty years older and Rachel would never believe me."

"Then you have to talk to your younger self," Kitty pondered.

"NO!" Sugar shouted. "You could destroy the whole universe."

"Stop being a drama queen," Kitty rolled her eyes. "You need to man up mother and talk to mom. Face your problems head on."

"Then why am I here?" Brittany questioned.

"Maybe this is your chance to talk to mami," Sugar suggested.

"Then why are we here?" Kitty inquired.

Sugar had no answer for that.

"Hey," Kitty greeted.

Her nose crinkled how the fuck did her mom tolerate her punk stage living under the bleachers, it stunk. The good part was that no one was here.

"Umm," Punk Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Hi?"

"You're Quinn right?" Kitty acted, thank god her mom had enlisted her in acting classes.

"Yes," Punk Quinn took a drag from her cigarette. "What do you want?"

"I need to talk to you…actually someone needs to talk to you," Kitty introduced.

"Well they need to look for me and not send someone," Punk Quinn shook her head.

"Well lucky for you," Older Quinn stepped out. "I'm here."

"Who the fuck are you?" Punk Quinn gasped, cigarette dropping to the floor.

"I'm you," Older Quinn stated. "I thought you'd know."

"That's impossible," Punk Quinn muttered.

"Well, I'm here." Older Quinn said. "And we are having a talk."

"You're crazy," Punk Quinn laughed.

"Sure…I am," Older Quinn ignored. "Now, listen we have a lot to cover. Starting with your relationship with Santana and ending with Rachel."

Punk Quinn raised an eyebrow again and older Quinn matched her.

"I'm listening…"

"In about a year and a half you're going to sleep with Santana," Older Quinn informed. "I don't know if what I'm about to tell you will stop that, but it might. After that it will take another few months for you to have the drunken guts to call up Rachel and ask her out on a date. So I'm here to save your ass and tell you to tell her now. Screw what others think, you're dressed like that, so screw it. The people who care about you won't judge and those that will don't care."

"What am I supposed to do?" Punk Quinn asked her eyes gathering tears.

"Sing to her," Kitty supplied. "She loves that…or at least go back to glee. Show her you care."

"And who are you?" Punk Quinn questioned wiping her tears.

"I'm the result of your happiness," Kitty grinned. "Believe me, this is worth it."

"Santana," Young Brittany frowned seeing Young Santana run out of the room.

"Still running is she?" Sugar brought up appearing around the corner and walking into the choir room.

"Who are you?" Young Brittany asked.

"My name's Sugar," Sugar informed.

"You're not from here," Young Brittany stated.

"You've always been a genius," Sugar chuckled.

"Do you want something?" Young Brittany mentioned.

"Me," Sugar commented. "No…her maybe…"

Older Brittany decided to walk into the room at her cue.

"Hi Brittany," Older Brittany greeted.

"Me?" Young Brittany questioned.

"Yep," Older Brittany smiled.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want you to know," Older Brittany sighed. "That no matter what happens, don't ever let Santana go. Don't ever let her even if she says so."

Young Brittany smiled, "I don't plan to…"

"Good," Older Brittany mentioned standing up, "Sugar let's go."

Sugar bopped her head and stood up.

"Wait," Younger Brittany paused. "Sugar? Is she?"

"Yeah, Brittany," Older Brittany grinned.

"I knew it," Younger Brittany exclaimed.

"Wait what did she know?" Sugar asked her mother as they met up with Quinn and Kitty.

"That you were our kid," Brittany answered. "Don't ever underestimate me, Sugar."

"Never gonna happen," Sugar mentally noted. "Here they come."

Quinn and Kitty rounded the corner, Quinn's arm around Kitty's shoulder as the pair laughed.

"How'd it go?" Brittany asked.

"As good as I can hope," Quinn smiled, "Although I think Kitty might have given me a heart attack."

"What did you do?" Sugar's eyes widened.

"Nothing," Kitty defended herself, "I might have just hinted that they were going to have kids."

2035

"Bring them back," Santana demanded.

"I am," Brody answered. "I'm looking for them. It's a complicated thing."

The computer was set up next to the machine, and Brody was doing his thing looking for them. Santana, Rachel, Harmony and Ryder hovering over him.

"Well…" Rachel stated growing impatient.

"I'm going," Brody complained. "Stop pressuring me."

As his hands worked on the keyboard, an alarm started sounding and the light bulb at the top of the machine started blinking red.

"What does that mean?" Ryder asked.

"Nothing good," Brody whispered.

"What do you mean!" Harmony shrieked.

2012

"Hey Sugar," Kitty commented.

"What?"

"When we get back can you ask Harmony out? Please, I'm tired of waiting," Kitty yawned.

"How'd you know?"

"Please, you're just a subtle as Aunt San and Aunt Britt's feelings…or my parent's feelings for each other."

"That's good or bad?"

"Take it either way just ask her."

2035

The house was quiet when Quinn woke up next to Rachel on her own bed. Her clothes still in their closet, and Harmony and Kitty in their respective bedrooms. Standing up Quinn ventured out to the rest of her home. She didn't make it far before Quinn followed her.

"Quinn?" Rachel asked.

"Rachel?" Quinn whispered.

"Are you feeling okay, baby?"

"Rach? When was the last time we got into a fight?"

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows confused, "Umm…two nights ago about you not doing the dishes…why?"

Quinn smiled, "What about Santana? When was the last time she came over?"

"I don't know," Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "I saw her early yesterday…when she dropped Ryder off from lacrosse with his girlfriend, Marissa, and Kitty. Are you feeling okay, baby? You're starting to worry me."

"I think I'm fine," Quinn commented. "Just one last question…when did we start dating?"

"After Regionals Senior year," Rachel bit her lip. "You hinted at us before, but nothing happened until then. Baby, are you sure you're feeling alright?"

"I'm great," Quinn grinned. "I'm more than great, I'm perfect."

Rachel only grew more confused, but that disappeared when Quinn's lips met her own.