"Seriously? You knew?" Santana asks in complete shock as the blonde eats her bag of cereal

"Duh" Britt shrugs like it's the most obvious answer "Quinn saves all of her pink and red jelly beans for you even though they are her favorite and Sanny, you think no one knows but every morning you draw a cute little heart on Quinn's coffee cup before getting to school. You sometimes bring me a cookie too but everyone knows we don't share sweet lady kisses anymore so it has to be Quinn"

Rachel, Kurt and Mercedes' mouths hang open while Santana and Quinn stand completely dumbfounded.

Sam starts laughing uncontrollably and everyone's focus changes

"Something funny guppy face ?"

Sam wipes his eyes, still laughing "Didn't all of you guys get into, like, really fancy and smart colleges? Britt's smarter than everyone in this room, she knew the whole time."

"Samuel, Samuel, Samuel '' Brittany exhales "How many times do I have to tell you, the unicorn vibes never lie. I don't have to be book smart, I'm people smart."

"Unicorn vibes?" Sam asks "Those aren't real"

Brittany rolls her eyes "Unicorn vibes are totes real and they peek through sometimes."

"No way" Sam responds, crossing his arms "Explain"

Brittany huffs, placing the cereal down "Remember when Santana went only wore overalls and boots for like a month straight? Remember when Quinn had cotton candy hair? Her unicorn was showing and no one saw it but me"

"Damn. I forgot about the pink hair, that was pretty hot" Santana laughs softly, shaking her head "I've always said it , you're an absolute genius, Brittany S Pierce"

"Thanks Sanny" Brittany winks, popping another fruit loop into her mouth.

"Hold on" Kurt interrupts "You mean to tell me Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez, THE top and hottest bitches at McKinley, were secretly dating this whole time and none of us knew?"

"Again, I knew" Brittany raises her hand as Kurt rolls his eyes

"Why wouldn't you just tell us?" Rachel asks, the focus returning to the women now standing side by side.

Quinn and Santana exchange a look before Santana begins.

"This" Santana points between the two "Started almost a year ago"

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"No!" Maribel Yells "Santana es mi hija y nadie le va a hablar así! NADIEN"

Alma, unphased as always, simply shrugs "Esto no está bien Maribel. Ser gay es un pecado y tu lo sabes! Ninguno de mis nietos swera gay, no lo tolerate!"

"You know what, that's enough mom" Miguel exhales, moving to stand "Si no te gusta, ahi esta la puerta but let me make this crystal clear because I'm only saying it once." Mr Lopez takes a knee, now eye to eye with his mother. "Si te vas, no vuelvas. La decisión es tuya y solo tuya. Santana es nuestra hija y la amamos sin importer eso o quien. I love you mom, you know that but I love my daughter more."

"Everyone needs to stop. This isn't that serious." Santana interrupts, moving closer to her grandmothers side "Abuela, I'm still the same person I was ten minutes ago. I'm still the same little girl who used to help you make tortillas on Saturday mornings. I'm still me. "

Alma Lopez sighs, leaning forward. She holds onto either side of her oldest granddaughter's cheeks before offering gentle kisses on her forehead. "Siempre te amare Santana, eres mi primers nieta pero esto No esta bien." The matriarch stands, reaching for her coat and purse before leaving the Lopez household.

Miguel cries as he and Maribel stand in the kitchen holding each other. Santana heads onto the roof. She reaches for her phone and within two minutes, Quinn is crawling out of the younger Lopez's bedroom window.

"You're crying San" Quinn whispers, carefully moving closer while trying not to slip "Tell me what I can do, how can I help?"

Santana shakes her head "It's all my fault Q. I think I just broke up my family and for what? My abuela wont accept me, what if we don't have a home together anymore?" Santana sobs, burying her face into her sweatshirt, the tears now free falling.

Quinn moves to sit behind Santana, wrapping her arms around her best friend's shoulders. Quinn pulls Santana impossibly close and whispers, "Maybe you build a different home for a little while. Besides, a home is nothing more than two arms holding you tight when you're at your worst. You have no idea how many people around you truly love you Santana. I know it might not seem like it right now but everything is going to be okay. I promise."

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"I was an embarrassing, crumbling, total mess…." Santana sighs, looking over at Quinn who simply hangs her head "But it was in that exact moment I knew…." Santana exhales, sitting on the counter "A week later, I asked Quinn to secretly be mine and that's how we started dating. We agreed to keep this relationship just for us, at least until we knew we were both ready. But I gotta tell you guys" Santana exhales, turning her focus towards the group "I've never wanted to be with anyone as much as I have to be with Q."

"What about Brittany?" Sam interrupts

Santana shrugs "I'll always love B, she was my first love and will always be one of my best friends but my whole heart belongs to Q. I'm…. I'm in love with Quinn…."

"I love you too Sanny bear" Brittany smiles, making a small heart with her hands.

"Cedes, ask me again" Quinn interrupts, moving to stand in front of Santana. Mercedes eyebrows furrow as she looks around. Rachel shrugs, urging her to repeat the question. "Unmmm Quinn? Who do you see yourself with in New York?"

Without hesitation, Quinn smiles "Santana Lopez"

Santana rolls her eyes but the small smile on her face easily gives her away. Santana's never been one for grand declarations of love but if Quinn Fabray is the one making them, Santana decides there are worse things.

"Sanny" Brittany interrupts, tossing a handful of fruit loops towards the brunette "It's your turn now but you have to say something nice to Quinn!"

The group laughs as Santana rolls her eyes

"Quinn Fabray is who I'm with in New York. Actually, I see Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez together anywhere and everywhere, all the time. In every universe."

"Did you just refer to us in third person?" Quinn says, the blush immediately creeping up the girl's face. "Wanky" Quinn laughs at the simple fact that she just uttered the very word her girlfriend loves.

Any other time Santana would have laughed. But this isn't any other time. This time, Santana is too enamored by the girl standing in front of her and she's in disbelief that they, the same girls who fought and slapped each other countless times, are professing their love, in front of their friends, so easily.

Santana's index finger tilts Quinn's chin up and she leans closer "It's you and me, Q" Santana whispers, bringing Quinn in.

"Are all your parties like this because I got say, this is THE best party I've ever been to!" Sam cheers from his seat "I can't wait for New York"

"I'm glad you enjoyed the show because this is the last party you're ever invited to" Quinn leans back, glaring at the boy.

"Yeah, keep dreaming fish boy" Santana laughs

"About that" Rachel flinches "New York is expensive, and it's a four bedroom loft and we needed another roommate..."

Santana's face turns left, her eyes widen "Rachel Barbara Berry, You did not!"

In a flash Sam is out of his seat, wrapping both arms around the girls "That's right rooooooomiessssss!"

Santana pushes Sam out of the way and burrows into the blonde's shoulder. Quinn gently runs her hands through the girl's hair, laughing softly. "Still see yourself with me?"

"Yes" Santana nods, placing a kiss onto Quinn's collar bone "But can we please get our own place!"

Quinn laughs, leaning back "Already trying to move in with me? If I remember correctly, you said you weren't a uhual lesbian"

"Aye dios mio!" Santana laughs, pulling her girlfriend closer "How can I hate and love you at the same time?"