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Sorry it took days before I upload this, I had to make sure to finish the Epilogue first..(no reason..hehe)

So this is it.. Quinn's POV. Enjoy and Review? ^_^

"If your are meant to be together forever,

you will survive any obstacle or trouble that comes to you."

- Virginia Dockerty

Everything looks perfect, the flower arrangements, candle lights and the scrumptious food. All I need to do is to wait for her. Just like how I waited for her to call me for a month, which she never did by the way. I understand that she still has issues with Liz and Rachel that's why I gave her a bit of time. I know Santana; she won't end the day without fixing everything around her. But I guess I really don't know her after all, because she never did call me.

My nerves are killing me right now, it's already six fifteen and there is still no Santana walking through the restaurant doors. I didn't even realize that I am already tapping the fork impatiently on the table. "Ms. Fabray, is there something you want me to get you while waiting for your friend?" The manager of the restaurant asked me, I bet he could see that I am very nervous about this.

"Just water, please." I answered. He gave me a smile and instructs a waiter to pour my glass with water. When they both walked away, I drank most of the water. How come drinking it doesn't satisfy my thirst? Gosh, I am so nervous.

"Where are you, San." I whispered as I look at my watch for the 'nth time tonight.

It's already past eight but still no sign of her. My mind starts to realize that she's really not coming tonight. I can't even describe how I am feeling right now. How can she not even text me to say that she can't make it or she doesn't want to talk anymore? The pain I am feeling in my chest is too much to bear while I am sober, so I motioned for the waiter to pour my wine glass.

Shit! Even the waiter looks like he feels sorry for me for being stood up. I shook my head as tears starts to fall now on my cheeks. "Leave the bottle." I instructed him with a cracked voice. He was hesitant at first as he looks for approval at his manager which gave him a nod.

Drinking in public was never my thing, especially crying while drinking. But can you blame me? I drank a bottle and half of red wine so I guess that is why the restaurant is really spinning right now. I laughed at myself. I've been stuck here for five fucking hours waiting, hoping she would come. I will accept every excuse she will give me, I just want her to be here.

I kept repeating in my head on what I wrote on that stupid card, if ever I did write something wrong. Wait, what if she didn't read the back of the card? 'Yeah right Fabray; just accept the fact that she doesn't want you anymore in her life' My annoying inner voice said. Even without further thinking I grab my coat and groggily put it on me. The manager came by my rescue and support me until I reach my car.

It was a good thing I called Peter a while ago because there is no way I'll be driving or walking drunk home tonight. I didn't realize I fell asleep in the car but the stupidest thing I did was not telling my driver that I am not going home yet. I guess I was too drunk to think straight. He assumed I am going home.

I let out a deep sigh. It feels like my headache is getting worst. "Fuck! Peter, bring me to where you drop off the flowers this morning." I could see he was surprised but followed my order anyways.

We reached the building in less than fifteen minutes. I asked him to accompany me upstairs where he left the tulips I bought for Santana. When the elevator is just a few inch from closing I think I saw Rachel walking towards the main entrance. I was too drunk to move and maybe my eyes were just fooling me so I didn't pay any attention. Once we reached the eighth floor and walk into Santana's front door, I knock a couple of times.

"Santana!" I shouted while banging the door so hard with the sides of my hands.

"Hey, no one is in there. I saw her a while ago downstairs with someone." The woman that came out from the elevator informed me. I let out a sigh then try to find a spot where I could wait for her to come home.

I am so drunk and if I don't sit any time soon, I will hurl. Good thing there is an exit stairway not far across Santana's door so I let Peter guide me there. I told him to just wait for me in the car and I will just call him if I needed him. So I just sit on the stairs and left the exit door open so I could hear Santana when she arrives.

After fifteen minutes of waiting I decided that it's time for me to give up. I breathe in and out to gather my strength before standing up. I was now ready to call Peter when I saw that my phone died already. "Urg! Stupid phone!" I was so frustrated right now so I throw it on the wall and it was broken into a million pieces. I'm trying to steady my gait when I heard the elevator's ding and then soon followed by a voice and a thud. "Fucking door!"

When I peak on the exit door, my heart leaps in relief that she is fine. But then sadness took over me, remembering the long hours I waited for her. She's still facing her door angrily trying to break the handle; it looks like she forgot her key. I just leaned on the wall and watch her, waiting for her to turn around.

"Hey Becca, I'm so sorry to call in so late. Are you home right now? I was in a hurry to go out a while ago and I forgot to grab my keys." She said to someone on the phone, maybe her old roommate.

"Yeah right, well I'm not interested in her so, just hurry your asses up here." I had no idea what they're talking about but it made me think if, should I be happy that she's not interested or should I be hurt because they might be talking about me.

I close my eyes a bit to ease the spinning and ready myself to go back inside the exit door. Maybe tonight is not a good time to see her. I was about to move silently when I heard her speaking again.

"Hey, I know you're pissed off right now for thinking I didn't want to see you. It was an honest mistake, why would someone write something on the back of a card? Are you stupid or what? Anyways, call me please? If I knew it was you I would have gone there in a heartbeat. You had no idea how much-"

I quickly opened my eyes when I realized who she is calling right now. I knew it, she wouldn't ditch me. "Dammit!" I can't help but chuckle on her cuteness; she's really cute when she's frustrated with something.

"I have no idea of what?" I said softly as I walk towards her, fighting the headache I'm feeling right now. I'm not supposed to grin but seeing her face turning white is really adorable. She looks like she just seen a ghost.

I think I became sober in an instant, just being near her drives me crazy and I want to closer to her so I walk towards her again. It was hard for me not to laugh for seeing how nervous she is while backing away from me. When she finally reached the door, I decided to step up my game and tease her. "Tell me San. I'm very interested to know."

I just watch her while she types a message on her phone. Suddenly the spinning is back again, and this time it is worse. "Are you okay Q?" she asked me worriedly as she help me stand straight. "How many have you had?"

I think closing my eyes made it even worse. Oh, my! I can't fight it anymore, I need to lie down soon or I'm gonna pass out. Shit it's too late!

"If tomorrow,

I found one more chance to begin,

I'd love you all over again."

- Alan Jackson

I am always nervous around Santana. Just seeing her staring back at me with those gorgeous eyes makes my knees feel week, even if I'm just lying on her bed. The spinning is gone after I slept more than three hours but the headache is still very much present. I look at her bed side clock to know the time. It's only four in the morning but Santana looks like she never had sleep yet. Did she just watch me sleep?

She let out a deep sigh, standing up from the study chair and hand me a glass of water with two aspirins. I took it and pop the two medicines into my mouth then flush it with water. Santana just stands there beside the bed with her arms crossed, looking at me concerned. I gave her a sly smile as I put down the glass on her bedside table.

"So, are you sober now?" she asked, squinting trying to see any sign of alcohol in my system. I nod at her which I eventually regret because of the headache. I quickly put my hands on my head. Urg! "You okay?" she sits on the bed.

"Yeah, just a headache." I let out a sigh, "Sorry about last night." I started; there's no point in prolonging my agony, so why not talk about it now while I still can.

"Which one?" she asked smirking. "Is it fact that you made me carry your fat ass inside or for passing out on me outside of my door that made me looked like a kidnapper?"

I chuckled, "Both, I guess?" Then she laughs while shaking her head.

She stands and went straight to her drawer, after that she hands me a t-shirt and a boy shorts. "I was hesitant to change your dress last night, sorry if I made you sleep on those. I..I just..I'm j..jus not s..sure if-" She stutters. So I thought of saving her by cutting her off.

"It's okay." I accepted it and carefully stand up from the bed. "Is this your bathroom?" I ask while pointing on the door beside her vanity mirror.

She nods, "There's new toothbrush on the right side cabinet and towels too. I'll be in the kitchen making breakfast."

After nodding at her, I went inside the bathroom and close it. I lean my back on the door while I try to calm myself. This is it. I won't go home unless everything is completely cleared out between us. I let a deep sigh then start to freshen up.

I can smell the aroma of coffee as I walk towards the kitchen, Santana's very busy preparing breakfast while listening to her iPod. I sit on the stool and watch her while smiling. How could I let that years passed by without her in my life? Is it maybe because she's always in my heart? That's full of shit!

"I want to wake up like this every day." I said softly, I know she wouldn't hear me anyways. When she turns around she removes her headphones and hand me a plate of pancakes and a cup of coffee. "Thanks."

"Eat up, I have a rehearsal around ten so we still have time to talk." She said casually as she sit across me and drink her own coffee.

So she likes talking now, and I must admit that I love that idea. It is good to always talk about your feelings, right? Keeping them inside wouldn't bring a relationship any good, even if it is friendship or as a couple. In our case, we had a lot to talk about.

After I had my last bite of food she finally speak, "So, dinner huh?" she said smirking while playing with her cup. I look down; suddenly ashamed of what happened last night.

"Yeah, um.. sorry if it was so out of the blue. I ..I waited for you to call me but you never did." There was sadness in my voice.

She let out a deep sigh, "Sorry about that. I wanted to call you but.." she stop in midsentence, her tone unsure whether she would continue it or not but then decides to continue after sighing. "I was scared to be hurt again." She looks down to avoid my gaze.

Again, I feel guilty for what she's feeling right now. I need to do or say something to make her feel okay. "I won't hurt you intentionally, not this time." I said with pure honesty, she looks up and stare at my eyes. When finally she sees that I mean every word, her face lit up.

I stand up and walk around the kitchen counter to get to her side. I could feel my heart's loud beating and its rate is becoming crazy fast as I step every inch closer to Santana. She bit her lip and looks down when she realized that I am near her. I caress her right shoulder and slid my hand down up to her hand, feeling the tenderness of her caramel skin, slowly. I could feel her body tense on my touch. "Please, trust me." It's almost a whisper from me.

I squeeze her hand, trying to get a response from what I just said. Of any indication that she wants this too, that she wants me. She sighs then look into my eyes, "If I trust you Quinn, would you promise to be faithful?"

I nod and smile at her, "If things get rough between us, would you promise that you'll never leave ever?"

I nod, "What if everything seems not right, would you promise to be patient?" and I nod again. "Shit Quinn, aren't gonna say something?" she said annoyed withdrawing her hand from mine.

I smile, she looks cute right now; annoyed and pouting but I figured better not to tease her further. "It's because I'd rather do it all than make promises San. But if you want to hear it then, fine." I said calmly.

"If you'll entrust your heart to me again, this time I'll make sure not to break it. I will hold it dearly like it's the most fragile thing in the world; I will never do stupid things that will lose your trust, as I trust you with my life." I cupped her face, and look straight into the eyes. "I accept and love everything about you, Snix or not, I will never stop until I fully understand where you're coming from. Believe it or not Santana, all of those years that we're not together, I never stopped loving you."

Her eyes glitters; I could see that she felt the honesty in my words. I could feel my heart beating like a drum in my chest and suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach. I closed the gap between us when I lean in for a kiss, it was slow and controlled. We have all the time in the world now; we don't need to rush things because we both know, this time we're here to stay, for good.

I broke the kiss and rested my forehead against hers, panting. Once our breathing became normal again, she leaned in and crush her lips to mine. I didn't have to brush my tongue on her lips to let me in; it was already open waiting for me to take control.

She stands up and makes me lean my back on the kitchen counter, while her right hand supports the back of my neck and the other is on my waist. I let my hands run freely to feel her body. I could feel my knees getting weaker because of excitement and being so aroused at the same time. She must have felt it because without breaking the kiss, she leads me into the couch.

She broke the kiss for just a second to make me sit, we are both out of breath and I almost lost all of mine when she removed her shirt. So this is really gonna happen, isn't it so fast? Shit, we have to stop and I know I will regret this.

I don't think I could stop this, it just felt so damn good to be pressed this close to her. The way she trail kisses on my neck and touch all the sensitive part of my chest, it made me lose my sanity. So before I totally give in, I slightly push her back. She looks at me very confused, "We need to take things slow San." I managed to say even though it almost seems like I am running out of breath.

"I'm sorry, I..I just lost control." She said shyly while she sits beside me.

I sit up straight and face her. "No it's okay, it's just that I want to..umm..to take you out on a date first?" Now it's my turn to be shy. I look away to avoid her gaze when I heard her giggle I turn my head back at her, confused.

"Of course I would love to go on a date with you!" she said excitedly.

"Perfect. Tonight then?" she nods and then wink at me.

"So, um.. San?" I said while my head is resting on her shoulder. I can stay like this forever, cuddling with her.

"Umm?" she answers.

"Thank you." I said softly. "For the second chance."

"Yup, thanks too." I look up to her confused. "For wanting a second chance?" Then she winks at me and pulls me closer to her.

I can't help but smile when she hugs me tight, I am very happy right now. I missed her so much and this time I will never let her go.

Epilogue: (date)..(Nathan)..(surprise!) haha

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