Hello fellow Readers. Im sorry if any of the Faberry is confusing for you guys. Mainly with those two is there both doubt the other likes them which happens in every day life. We are here to show you that if you admit how you feel you might be surprised by the other person. Never give up on love it moves up. You will see through the next few chapters that Quinn and Rachel might actually love each other. We will see as for Santana and Brittany they have a longer road. Dont be discouraged it will all work out. Well we hope at least depends what we think is best. Love can conquer all if you want it too. Just stay strong readers and let me know if your confused i will answer more questions. Thank you. Have a good night.

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One step forward, Two steps back

Wednesday, November 19th

Santana's body protested against the abuse of the hardwood floor as her alarm screamed from the other side of the bed that she failed to make it on last night. Her body continued to groan as she pulled herself onto the bed and began flailing at the object assaulting her ears. "Ugh, it feels like Cheerio's camp all over again." Santana groaned. The memories of her first Cheerio's camp flashed before her like an unholy trinity power point presentation. Santana lurched to her private bathroom and jumped into the shower hoping the initial shock of cold would freeze her memories. It worked like a double edged sword, her mind just drifting to memories of yesterday.

Santana was dressed and drying her hair after bawling in the shower. The hope that she was done crying was fleeting as she noticed the light on her phone flickering from the floor. She took a deep breathe and closed her eyes before grabbing her phone to check her message. Her heart leapt as Brittany's name popped onto the screen.

Brittany 3:47am: I was harsh, I'm sorry I don't like being a sad panda

Brittany 7:15am: Sorry about the crazy text, I shouldn't have hung up on you. I am so stoopid

Santana huffs finding herself somewhere between bliss and frustration. She takes a deep breathe and waits for something brilliant to compose itself on her phone. That failed miserably. Santana thought to herself as she pecked out the best message that she could come up with.

Santana 7:48: U R NOT STUPID! And I will correct anyone who says otherwise. I deserve a lot worse then I got yesterday. I need you in my life, but I made u a sad panda, so I will respect whatever you decide.

Santana 7:51: Promised Berry coffee this morning, and I have to go to class, but if you want to talk I can meet you anywhere after that.

Brittany 7:54: I'll figure something out.

Hope filled Santana like the wind that filled Icurus's wings. Santana threw on a purple sweater over her gray blouse and blue jeans, still feeling incomplete she grabs a winter hat and situates it on her head. Santana heads downstairs to the living room feeling better than she had in weeks. Hummel sat on the couch impatiently giving Santana a curious look. Santana stared him down until he finally moved his lips, "Chipper?"

Santana twirled her keys while walking towards the front door. "Where's Berry, she leave you here?" Santana asked smoothly changing the subject.

"No, she's still getting ready. If I don't get a latte in me soon I'm going to be worthless all day?" Kurt whines as he thrums his fingers on the arm of the chair.

"She wake up late?" Santana asked pursing her lips. Kurt shook his head 'no' and raised an eyebrow questioningly at Santana. Santana shrugs her shoulders and heads to the foot of the stairs. "Berry let's go, I'll give you guys a ride, but I don't have all day." Santana calls up the stairs. Rachel hollers that she'll be down in a minute so Santana heads to the couch and sits with Kurt. Santana and Kurt chat about school and work for what seems like an eternity, before Rachel glides down the stairs.

"Do I look okay?" Rachel asks shyly when she reaches the bottom of the stairs. Santana leans back and motions for Rachel to twirl. Rachel slowly spins around in her very sheik looking black pant suit, her dress shirt was a very beautiful and light shade of purple.

"I guess you look decent." Santana says as she shrugs. Rachel looks aghast and turned to head back up the stairs.

"You look great Rachel, can we go?" Kurt says impatiently. Rachel spun around sailing and gave Santana a questioning look.

"I guess you look as good as you can with that figure." Santana flashes Rachel a smile. Rachel sticks her tongue out at Santana who responds in kind. The three of them head out to Perked. They have a small conversation on there way out, but avoid touchy subjects.

They arrive at Perked and grab their normal table. Hardly a moment passes before Carli the waitress approaches them. "Hey guys," Carli says perkily as she stares at Rachel, "Oh my God you look amazing!" she says to Rachel as she put's her hand on Rachel's shoulder. Rachel places her hand on top of Carli's hand earning her perplexed looks from both Kurt and Santana.

"Thanks, you really think so?" she says happily as she looks up at the waitress smiling. "I just really wanted to look nice today. It's so sweet of you to say so." Rachel flirted shamelessly. Kurt elbowed Santana who's jaw had dropped.

"Uh, can we get our drinks?" Santana said while giving Rachel a curious look, "I mean if we're not interrupting anything." Santana smiled deviously.

"God, there I go getting distracted again. What can I get for you?" Carli smiles sweetly and takes their order before heading away to get their drinks. Santana stares at Rachel scandalously as Rachel watches the waitress walk away. The waitress finally fades from sight and Rachel faces her companions with a girly grin.

"What?" Rachel demands as Kurt and Santana continue to stare in silence. "Cat got your tongue?" Santana wasn't often struck speechless, yet her mouth was moving and no sounds come out.

"What was that all about?" Kurt finally manage to get out. Rachel shrugs and flashes an innocent smile.

"You , you were flirting with her." Santana says accusingly. Kurt leans back n his chair enjoying the show unfolding before him. Rachel gives Santana a look that asks what is your point? "You don't like girls." Santana states strongly.

"No Kurt doesn't like girls." Rachel says glibly earning a chuckle from Kurt. "Look, I appreciate how open she is with what she feels, that's real courage not hiding yourself and what you want behind a mask."

"Oh, Oh that's what this is about." Santana smiles as Rachel gives her a confused look. "Some people wear masks because they don't want people to suffer through what they have, and don't share their feelings because they want others to decide they're feelings for themselves, rather than risk a beautiful friendship." Santana said feeling rather brilliant. The waitress returned dropping off their drinks and apologized as she rushed over to another table. "We'll finish this later Berry, I've got class. Santana dropped a twenty on the table and headed off to class.

Santana arrives to class early in anticipation to see Brittany sometime after. "Good morning miss Lopez I'm glad to see you actually attend class." Her teacher smiles at her before putting her briefcase down. Santana shrugs as she begins to stare out the class room. I wonder when I will see her. Santana smiles softly as she thinks of possible things they could do together. Santana's hopes lighten as she continues to think of Brittany. Maybe we can fix this. She is giving me a chance to fix things I better not mess up.

Santana's smile fades as she feels someone staring at her. Santana slowly glances behind her and catches Elise's eyes boring into Santana's back. Shit I totally forgot about that. It's good I'll tell her I made a mistake and everything's fine between us and I won't have to deal with any extra drama. Santana thinks to herself as she gives Elise a small wave hoping that'll convince her that Santana wasn't actually avoiding her. Elise waves back as the bell rings. Santana jumps on her feet as she notices the clock reads 9:30. Santana packs up her things and heads out the classroom. Elise rushes to catch up to her outside the classroom. She runs up behind Santana calling out to her "Hey can we talk?" Elise asks softly. Santana looks at her questioningly as she nods softly. Elise fidgets nervously before she starts to speak. "Im sorry I didn't mean to get in the way of your happiness. You seemed so sad and all I wanted was to make you smile. I know you love Brittany, you stopped yourself. Nothing really happened"

Santana crosses her arms across her chest. "I messed up, it doesn't matter if I stopped." Elise frowns as she continues "It's not your fault." Elise turns her head away from Santana making her hair fall in front of her face. Santana tucks Elise's long brown hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did it. I am sorry for ignoring you. Don't change classes." Santana Sighs.

"Oh Fuck!" Elise says as Santana follows Elise eyes to see a teddy bear in the middle of the quad and fleeting blonde hair turn the corner.

Santana's phone angrily buzzes. She doesn't need to see who it is, to know. Santana runs after the blonde leaving the bear in the middle of the quad. "Brittany! Brittany! Can you please stop and listen to me" Brittany stops and turns facing Santana. Eyes stained red as tears continuously flow down her face.

"Stay over there!" Brittany yells at Santana. "You love her!"

Santana freezes as she hears Brittany yell at her. Santana rapidly shakes her head at the words Brittany says. "I came here for YOU. I forgave YOU. I wanted to fix this for YOU. I come here and YOU are all over her." Brittany crosses her arms over her chest looking defeated. "No-No-I-I-don't-I love you" Santana stutters. Brittany laughs hauntingly at her.

"I thought you were only like that with me" Brittany sighs while looking down.

"Its not-" Santana starts but is immediately cut off when Brittany voice jumps in louder.

"I believed Quinn when she said you made a mistake and you don't love her" Brittany lowers her voice. "Wow I'm so Stupid" she says more to herself then her past lover. "Your not stupid!" Santana shouts at her.

Brittany Scoffs and turns away. Santana begins to panic

Santana watches as Brittany backs away from her. Brittany subconsciously puts her hand up to her chest as her breathing became more difficult. Santana watches as Brittany shuts her eyes tightly and takes deep breaths. "Britt I am so-" Brittany hand shoots up stopping her from continuing. Santana pleads for her to listen. "I'm done" Brittany opens her eyes and the tears she tried to keep from her begins to pour down her face. Santana looks away. She couldn't bear to see Brittany's broken face anymore. "What does that even mean" Santana begins to panic as Brittany's eyes turn cold. "I have to go" Brittany walks past Santana "Let me explain" Santana grabs Brittany's wrist as she walks past her. Brittany looks at Santana's pleading eyes and solemnly shakes her head. "No I cant. It's over" Brittany's cold eyes bore into Santana's. Brittany yanks her hand away and continues to leave. Santana falls to the floor balling her eyes out.

"Brittany!" Santana yells through the apartment. Brittany freezes as she hears how broker her lover is. I cant go back now Brittany sighs brokenly and walks out the front door.

Santana grabs Brittany's hand as she hears footsteps walk away. "Please just talk to me, we can fix this. I only want to be with you." Santana begs desperately. Brittany turns to face Santana her face seeped in tears and sadness her bottom lip quivering.

"YOU DON"T WANT TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW!" Brittany's voice threatened as her body trembled violently. "Nothing has ever hurt me this much." her voice trembled and became soft as she finished.

Santana took a deep breathe trying to dismiss the pain that was welling up inside her. Her heart was breaking as she watched the endless shower of tears running down Brittany's face. "I never wanted to hurt you, you're the only thing in my life that is good." Santana spoke softly as she reached to wipe the tears away from Brittany's eyes. Brittany turned her face denying Santana a chance to wipe away her remorse. "Britt, your the only thing in my life that matters, you are the only thing in my life that makes me happy. I only love and want you."

"I'm not sure what I want anymore." The words that came out of Brittany's mouth struck Santana like a bolt of lightning. Santana froze watching as Brittany talks, but heard nothing of what she said.

Brittany's voice kept reverberating in her head repeating "I'm not sure what I want." Santana continued to stand there stunned as Brittany fled to Quinn, who seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Her gaze never left Brittany even as Quinn led Brittany to her Bug and drove off.

"Santana, Santana, it's going to be ok, you guys will work this out." Elise said gently to Santana as she half embraced her from behind. Santana broke from her daze and pulled away from Elise and turned to face her.

"No nothing will ever be ok again. I've lost her, because of you because she thinks I love you. " Santana pressed her face into her hands hard and ruggedly wiped the tears from her eyes and stared at Elise with her eyes still red. "I don't love you Elise, and being around you is causing all these problems. This all your fault why'd you have to follow me, why couldn't you just leave me alone. I don't need you."

"Here." Elise tossed the bunny that she must have grabbed off the ground to Santana. "You were upset, I thought we were friends. Friends take care of each other. You were the one who made this more. Maybe you need to figure out what you want." Elise said her voice breaking and tears falling down her face. Then she suddenly turned and began to walk away from Santana.

"What Happened?" Quinn's question hangs in the air.

Brittany stares out the window while answering "Nothing" She says monotone not giving up any information to her. Quinn looks over at Brittany and sighs. "Hey I'm here for you." Quinn says softly. "I'll cancel lunch with Rachel, lets go do something." Brittany takes a deep breath before replying "No. I would rather be alone." Brittany takes a glance at Quinn before looking back out the window.

"SHIT!" Quinn exclaims and slams on the brakes to avoid near ending the car in front of them. "Maybe I should just stay at the apartment in case you change your mind. I really don't feel comfortable leaving you without someone near."

"Quinn! I don't need you. I'm 21 years old. I can handle myself. I don't need to be your excuse to avoid lunch with Rachel." Brittany states firmly.

Quinn takes her bottom lip in her mouth before replying. "Okay, but please Britt, call if you need me." Quinn parks the car near their apartment.

Brittany nods slightly. She gets out of the car without looking back and heads straight to the apartment and straight to her room. Brittany throws herself into bed and buries her face into her pillow. She hardly notices her phone vibrate as Lord Tubs pounces on her back. "Not now Lord Tubs." Brittany sobs as her phone vibrates again. She groans in frustration as she checks the messages.

Santana 2:00pm: I'm so Sorry!

Santana 2:02pm: I love you, please forgive me.

The phone vibrates again before Brittany even has a chance to put it down. Brittany feels no remorse as she looks across the room at the several pieces that her phone has become.

Rachel stares intensely at her phone as she reads Santana's message. Rachel replies hurriedly as Quinn walks in. Wow, she is beautiful. Rachel thinks as she sees Quinn in a pair of skinny jeans and a one sleeve cut off shirt with hair in braids to one side. "Well, things have gone nuclear again." Quinn informs Rachel as she takes the seat across from her. Quinn chuckles softly and shakes her head as she aprraises Rachel. "WOW! Hot date tonight?"

Rachel smiles and looks down bashfully, "No! Just one of those days." Rachel smiles shyly at Quinn as the waitress walks up to the table.

"Hey I'm Melody, I'll be your waitress. What can I get for you lovely ladies?" the waitress says cheerfully.

"I'll have a chef salad, low fat ranch, and a unsweetened tea." Quinn says crisply without glancing at the menu. "What would you like Rachel?" Quinn asks as she hands her menu to the waitress.

"Yes, can I have a chi-tea. Please and an Eggplant Parmesan." Rachel says without hesitation.

Oh did you not go to 'Perked' this morning?" Quinn gives Rachel a questioning look. "Oh wow I'm sorry, Carli asked me to give you this." Quinn pulls a receipt from her purse and hands it to Rachel. Rachel looks at Quinn before opening the paper. "Do you want me to call her?" Please say no! Rachel mind screams as she looks at Quinn questioningly.

Quinn closes her eyes briefly and licks her lips in her normal habit. "I want you to do whatever is going to make you happy. Personally she's the complete opposite of what I would call my type." Quinn pauses for a moment repeating the motion with her tongue as she collects herself. "Then again you're not attracted to girls, unless something has changed."

Rachel looks around nervously, "well Carli is a beautiful woman Quinn." Rachel smiles slightly while remembering her. "She really likes the way I looked today. She couldn't stop staring at me." Rachel knows exactly what she's doing. If she would just come out and say she cares.

"Then call her Rachel, what's the worse that could happen. At least then you'd know if you enjoy being with a girl." Quinn emphasized the word girl. Quinn was keeping her cards close to her vest and wore her best poker face. "Hell with everything going on we should all jump at a chance to smile."

Rachel looks at Quinn shockingly, before pulling her phone out of her pocket. Rachel looks at Quinn one more time before dialing up Carli's number. Rachel nervously fidgets with a napkin as the phone begins to ring.

"hey this is Carli, who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" a joyful Carli answers. "Yes, This is Rachel Berry. You know. I saw you at "Perked" this Morning" Rachel smiles slightly when Carli talks. She looks at Quinn and winks playfully. Quinn flashes a quick smile before pulling out her own phone and checking a message. "Wow, all of sudden I'm all shy and nervous." Carli let out a light hearted laugh that echo's through the phone. "So I was kind of wondering if you have eaten yet?" Carli's voice was exnervous (excited and nervous).

"Oh…Im actually out with…" Rachel looks at Quinn. They hold steady eye contact as Rachel says "a friend". "But another time we can" Rachel's voice was pleasant with a little hope laced in there.

"actually I was hoping for dinner?" Carli soldered on relentlessly. "Um…" Rachel glances at Quinn meeting her eyes then looks down at the napkin that is now shredded into pieces. "I cant tonight" Rachel mutters.

"Oh, anytime you want just call me and let me know and I'll clear my schedule for you. You seem like an extraordinary person and I'd love to get to know you better." Carli pauses a moment then goes on. "I'm sorry I'm eating up your lunch date. Feel free to text me anytime. Oh and If your with that blonde thank her for me." Carli fishes for information.

"I'm not…I'm not dating Quinn" I wish I was. Rachel sighs quietly. "yes another time then. Bye" Rachel closes her phone after Carli says Bye. Rachel looks at Quinn giving her a slight smile. Quinn gives Rachel a crooked smile and shakes her head.

"What happened?" Quinn asks innocently, "what are you scared of? Do you want to double date or something?" Quinn watches Rachel like a hawk circling its prey.

"No, I'm just nervous is all." Rachel puts the pieces of the napkin in a pile on her left. "Wait! Who are you dating? You said double date, implying your with someone. Who is he? Is he cute? Why haven't I met him?" Rachel smoothly turns topic to Quinn. Deflecting her questions.

"What….." she scoffs "N-N-No there's nobody else. I was just saying I'd put up with someone if it will make you a little more comfortable." Quinn stuttered her way through her words and looked away shyly.

Rachel smiles broadly at Quinn. "No! I'm glad. I mean I just want you happy" Rachel puts her hand in the middle of the table and tap it lightly to get Quinn to look back at her. I wish she was happy with me. Rachel thinks to herself.

"I-I-I am ha-ha-happy." Quinn says her voice breaking. "Everything with Britt and San is just really depressing. "Quinn says trying to use the new subject as a lifeboat. Quinn looks around briefly hoping that the waitress will come to her rescue.

"I know. I know they both love each other, they just need to get past this and get together. If you really love someone you should do anything to be with them or forgive them." Rachel hopes Quinn gets the meeting behind her words.

Melody comes up to the table and sets there food in front of them. "if there is anything you need let me know." Quinn and Rachel both stare at their plates as the waitress walks away.

Santana pulls up to 'Lyrical Madness' and stares at her phone after parking. "Say something, Fuck!" Santana howls in frustration. I need to be Numb Santana leaps out of her Escalade and slams the door shut with her hip. "Puck, Puck, Puck, Damn it! Open the fucking door it's Santana." Santana yells at the top of her lungs while pounding on the door of the musical warehouse. Santana takes a step back in surprise when the door opened to reveal someone who definitely not puck. "Who the fuck are you?" Santana's signature scowl is in place. As she is demanding an answer from the man under the black beanie. The man looked calm, way to calm for someone who was being screamed at by an emotionally unstable bitch. His white T-shirt and blue jeans were just a smidge too big and hung on him helping him pull off such a cool demeanor.

"Hey I'm Joel. Pucks roommate. He's around back." Joel says softly motioning behind him using his thumb. His ageless face wasn't betrayed by his calming voice. "I can go-" Santana pushes past Joel heading straight to the bar. Santana grabs two shot glasses and fills them tot the brim with whichever random bottle she grabbed. Santana threw back one of the shots and offered the other one to Joel.

"Drink Joely?" Santana asked the man she just met. Joel shook his head no and Santana just shrugged and threw back the other shot, "More for me then." Santana rasped.

Joel begins to txt on his phone while Santana downs her second set of shots. "Joely what are you my nanny? Lighten up Joely you're way too stiff." Santana gives a slight snicker, "Wanky, come on just one little drink with lil ole me." Santana purrs as she pours two more shots.

"I really don't think that is a great idea." Joel says softly as he pushes some brown hair that slipped out of his beanie back in place. Santana stares for a moment when she notices Joel's wedding ring.

"Your little old lady is not gonna die from a little jealousy." Santana places her hand over Joel's hand. She continues to run her fingers up his arm until he sharply yanks his arm away.

"Lezpez that's enough, he's barely moved in I don't need you to scare him off already." Puck walks up to Santana and kisses her cheek softly.

Santana makes a face when his lips touch her face. "I was just having a little fun with Joely here." Santana gestures towards Joel. "Right?" she looks at Joel raising an eyebrow.

"Sure, nice to meet you Satan." Joel scurries out the front door leaving Puck and Santana alone.

"You told him about me, I see." Santana looks at the door Joel just vanished behind. Then leaning over the bar she grabs a bottle of vodka and pours two more shots.

"So you want to talk about it, or we just going to skip to the part where you pass out." Puck sits on a barstool and takes one of the shots before looking at Santana expectantly.

"When do we talk Puck? Seriously?" Santana takes the stool next to Puck and hands him the bottle, "Next round bar tender." Puck glances at Santana and shakes his head before responding.

"I guess only when you're to drunk to remember." Puck pours a shot and pushes in front of Santana. "Last one I'm more scared of your girlfriend than I am of you." Puck watches Santana trying to get some grasp of what's going on.

"She wouldn't really care." Santana wraps her hands around the glass before swallowing it. Puck places his hand on Santana's far shoulder pulling her into a side hug and looks at her questioningly. "Puck I messed up, bad." Puck hands her another dose of liquid courage and Santana drank it greedily. Santana starts slowly telling Puck everything about Brittany and how Santana cheated on her with Elise. Santana even started telling him things she didn't intend to. Well at least she hopes it was Puck she told because now she had no idea who the short blonde that was chatting her up was or where she came from much less when this place filled up.

Santana found herself outside crying and screaming at Puck and whatever the other guys name was. "I just want to go tell my girlfriend I'm sorry! Give me my keys Puckerman." Santana began to happily embrace of nothingness that was over taking her.

"NO, your drunk." Puck pulls away from Santana as she reaches for the keys in his hands. Santana trips and Joel catches her before she could do any serious damage to herself.

"Easy." Joel says softly to her as he stands her up.

"I'm so sorry Brittany, I'm sss-sso-so sorry." Santana begins to cry into Joel's chest. "It never meant anything, please take me back, please." Santana wipes her face on Joel's shirt. He comfortingly holds her as she continues to cry. Joel looks questioningly at Puck.

Puck shrugs, "Let's get her up to our place." He smiles weakly at Joel and motions him to follow.

"Seriously?" he frowns and pulls Santana into his arms and carries her following behind Puck closely.

Santana woke up screaming from whatever dark nightmare that haunted her. Her wails of despair continued as Puck rushes into the room. "Sanz it's ok I'm here, it's all going to be all right." Puck's voice says dripping with comfort. "Shhh, Shhh, it's going to okay sweets." Santana continues to sob and cry softly as puck puts his arms around her and pulls her into his chest and lays back in bed.

You can rest easy tonight

Puck sings into Santana's ear thinking of his love

Everything is gonna be alright, i promise

Santana sobs begin to settle down.Go to sleep and dream of me tonight

Santana tightens her grip on his shirt.

Everything may not be perfect, but at least we tried Puck silent tears stream down his face as Santana's breath becomes shallow as she drifts back into sub consciousness.

Lullaby- Chase Coy (Puck sings to Santana)