A/N: First of two new chapters! I hope you like this chapter, it is someone that I have been trying to write in but couldn't find a good spot for until now. I hope you didn't think I was ignoring her because I wasn't. I hope it gives some insight into how I view the Unholy trinity and their dynamics (yes I know I just gave it away who this was). Anyway hope you enjoy it. Please review i really do appreciate it. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. Glee belongs to it's creators and FOX.

Chapter 18

Brittany lay in the greening grass of spring. It was the first of May and the flowers were pushing through the muddy ground toward the warm sun. Spring had always been Brittany's favorite time of year. Everything was new, the world malted from its frozen cocoons and sprang to life with colors and sounds, and of course the baby ducks were born.

Britt waited patiently for the companion she hoped would show today. She'd been coming to the park every Saturday morning since Quinn got home. Little did anyone know but Saturday mornings were Quitt time as Brittany had happily named it years ago. So many people were under the assumption that Brittany didn't go anywhere without Santana, that the Unholy Trinity was made of two plus one. They couldn't be more wrong. Their little group had actually begun with Brittany and Quinn, who had met at the beginning of the summer, in this very park one Saturday morning before freshman year of high school. From that first Saturday until Quinn's accident they had met here without fail, even when Quinn had been in her depressed punk stage she still came for Quitt time. It was a special time for Brittany, the time she got to spend with her first best friend alone.

What the population of McKinely High choose to forget was that Brittany had been a loner and outcast throughout elementary and middle school. The other kids saw her as dumb and childish. No one wanted to associate with her, even Becky had more friends, but Becky's slow intellect could be accepted because it was visible, no one could understand why Brittany had so much trouble in school, she looked normal. What no one knew or cared to find out was that Brittany had been a premature baby, that she had been diagnosed with a learning disability, dyslexia, and ADD at a young age. She wasn't dumb or stupid, far from it, she just learned a little slower and differently. She was what they called a visual tactile learner, she couldn't just read or be told something and learn, no she had to do it, experience it in multiple tactile ways.

Brittany had feared high school, until Quinn blew into her life. She smiled at the memory. She was sitting at the edge of the pound concealed by tall reads and flowers, her summer reading book in her lap, feeding the ducklings bread. He mind drifting to the imaginary worlds she created to keep the utter loneliness she often felt from swallowing her whole. She was supposed to be reading the book in her lap, Of Mice and Men, but she couldn't concentrate on it. She knew she had to read it now because she had two more books to read before school started and it would take her all summer to complete, if she even could.

Her world was interrupted by the sound of pounding feet running and suddenly she was one her back a body strewn across her.

"Oh, I'm sorry" a quiet slightly nasally voice apologized. The body moved quickly off of Brittany and Britt was able to sit up and look at the person who'd bowled her over. Before her was the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen. Her face was a perfect canvas of porcelain skin, her nose demure, her jaw prominent but smooth, her eyes an intriguing mix of green and hazel, her hair long golden brown. She was stunning, therefore Britt was stunned silent.

"You're not hurt are you? I didn't see you, I am so sorry." Brittany now not quite so overwhelmed by the girl's beauty was able to really study her. Britt could see that those mesmerizing eyes were lined with red and slightly puffy, they glistened with unshed tears. Her perfect left cheek stained a bright red color that vaguely looked like a palm print. The girl was clearly very upset.

"No I'm fine, are you okay? Your cheek is red." The girl touched her face gently and winced nearly imperceptibly, though Britt had noticed.

"I must have hit it falling over you. I am sorry again."

Britt shrugged, "I am hidden here, I doubt you saw me."

They sat quietly for a while, Britt returning to feeding birds. "I love that book." Surprised that the girl was talking to her Britt turned to her.

"Really, I…I am having trouble reading it." Brittany didn't understand why she was admitting this to a perfect stranger but for some reason for the first time in her life she didn't feel like she was going to be judged, she wouldn't feel like this again until Cheer camp in August when she and Quinn would meet a loud sarcastic Latina who'd transferred from St. Michael's Catholic school.

The girl bit her lip and then smile, "I could help you, if you want." Brittany was so overwhelmed with gratitude that she hugged the girl tightly, dismissing how the girl tensed under the contact. "I would love that." She laughed.

The girl giggled as Britt let her go, "I'm Quinn."

"Brittany". They smiled at one another and that was the beginning of their friendship. With Quinn's help Brittany read through and actually understood all of their summer reading books by the beginning of August. Quinn made everything so much easier to understand and never once did she make Brittany feel dumb. She remembered when they were half way through Of Mice and Men she'd turned to Quinn and said, "I sometimes feel like I am Lennie. I am slow and I don't understand so much."

Quinn had shut the book forcefully and turned right to Brittany, "Never ever say that again Brittany S. Pierce. You are not Lennie. You are so much more. You are so smart, Britt, the smartest person I know. Do you know how much strength and intelligence it takes to overcome your diagnosis, so much. You could simple through up your hands and say, 'I can't do this because I am dyslexic, ADD, and have a learning disability' but instead you work harder than anyone I know to learn, to be better. That is an admirable quality Brittany. Please never say you are Lennie ever again because it breaks my soul. You are amazing Britt, always remember that, and never let anyone tell you different, you are not stupid."

That had been the first time someone other than her parents told her she was smart and it changed everything for Brittany. From that day forward she never felt stupid again. Quinn had chased away the loneliness in Brittany's life, had fought Brittany's fears valiantly like a knight, Quinn was Brittany's hero long before Santana ever entered the picture. Brittany just wished she'd been able to save Quinn the way Quinn saved her.

"Hey stranger, whatcha thinking?" Brittany smiled at the soft nasal voice. Jumping up she saw Quinn rolling towards her, in the background Mrs. Fabray's van was pulling away.

"You came." Britt laughed as she hugged her first best friend.

"Of course I did, over two months without Quitt time is too long." Quinn smiled.

"It is, promise me we won't go so long ever again." Brittany knew that when they went off to college Quitt time would end, at least during the school year, but she still held onto hope that she'd be in New York and could visit Quinn for Quitt time every once and a while.

"I promise. So what were you thinking? You looked deep in thought." They moved to the edge of the pound where Quinn produced a bag of stale bread. Sometimes during Quitt time they'd feed the ducks, sometimes they'd read, other times they'd lay on their backs and make up stories about the creatures the clouds formed, and still other times they'd walk into town and go into the shops. Quitt time was for doing anything and everything that no one thought they'd like to do, like taking photographs, or going paint balling. It was a free and liberating time that Brittany knew Quinn cherished just as much as she did.

"I was thinking about the first time we met."

Quinn laughed, "You mean when I rugby tackled you."

Britt rolled her eyes, "More like clumsy Quinn didn't look where she was running." Britt paused a moment and then took Quinn's hands, "I've never been so happy to be run over in my entire life."

Quinn sent her that small shy smile that told you you'd manage to break through the titanium shell that surrounded Quinn Fabray's heart, "And I've never been so grateful to be a spaz."

They spent the remainder of the morning feeding the ducklings and talking about the new English book they were set to read, this one called A Separate Peace.

Three cheers to the person who can tell me the significance of Quinn reading A SeparatePeace at this point in her life.

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