Santana smiled at the tiny blonde that sat across from her. "So, Elizabeth tell me how you are liking school."

"My name is not Elizabeth." She countered with a stern look on her face. "It's Echo."

"Echo?" She replied, "Why is Echo your nickname?"

"I don't know, my mum calls me Echo." The girl shrugged, "The school's okay, I guess. Some of the girls are kinda mean to me because I don't have all the cool new toys and stuff."

"I'm sorry about that. Don't let them bother you too much. I knew a bunch of girls like that when I was in school."

"Did you get picked on allot?" Echo asked. Santana sighed.

"Not really, but I know how it feels." She replied, as the bell rung. "Alright, Echo. I think that's the sigh that you should head to lunch, come back to talk to me anytime."

"Thanks, Mrs. Lopez." The girl smiled before bouncing off to the cafeteria.

Echo started coming to see Santana a few times a week, one afternoon Santana was filling out some paperwork on the computer when the school secretary's head popped in the door.

"Santana?" She asked, Santana looked up.

"Hey, what's up?"

"I have Elizabeth Puckerman's mother here to see you." Santana perked up when the girls name was mentioned.

"Sure, send her in." Santana replied. She would finally be able to check if her suspicions were correct, that Echo was Quinn's daughter. She closed her laptop and quickly threw her paper Starbucks cup into the garbage. She heard heels tap into her office and her raised her eyes to gaze directly into hazel ones.

"Santana?" Quinn questioned, her eyebrows arching as she saw her former friend. "Wow, small world."

"I thought she was yours." Santana smiled softly, "Please come sit." Quinn strode into the room and sat down simply in the chair across the desk from her former friend.

"I had no idea that the Mrs. Lopez she keeps talking about was you?" Quinn said not believing that this was happening.

"Miss." Santana corrected, "I'm not married."

"Oh sorry." Quinn blushed, "How did you end up here?"

"Q." Santana interrupted, "Why don't we catch up later and talk about Elizabeth right now?"

"Oh right, sure."

Santana slung her brief case over her shoulder as she walked out of school with Quinn. She looked over at the girl, taking in her appearance after 8 years. She had longer hair then when she was in school, but other than that she looked exactly the same.

"You look good, Quinn." Santana smiled, as they walked toward the parking lot.

"You do too, Santana." The blonde replied, "Um. Do you maybe want to come over for coffee? I mean I know it might not be okay because Echo's one of your students, but I don't know anyone else in the city."

"It's cool, Q." The Latina replied, "I can come hang out."

Santana sat across from Quinn at the blonde's kitchen table, her hands cupped around a mug of tea.

"So." She started, "How did you end up in New York?"

"We were living near Kent, where I went to school; but after I graduated law school I got a job and they offered me a position at their headquarters in Manhattan."

"Congratulations." Santana replied, "So… are you still with Puck?"

"What has she told you?" Quinn asked, tilting her head towards Echo who was sitting in front of the television.

"She's said that her father had promised her a horse and that he was going to be a rockstar."

Quinn rolled her eyes and pushed her hair back behind her ears, "She would say that." the blonde sighed, "Puck's… Puck… Quite honestly that's all that can be said, he promised me that if I kept her he'd be there for the long haul. He said he'd help me, and of course I believed him."

"Sorry, Q." Santana replied.

"Whatever, i've been doing this for eight years. He promises her things then doesn't follow through. He's a bouncer and he plays back up for a few house artists at some clubs. He sends money every few weeks, but he's never around for her." Quinn shrugged. "What about you Santana? How'd you end up in New York? I never really heard anything about you after you left Lima."

"Eh. Not allot was left there for me." Santana replied, "I moved to Boston for school then once I graduated I started looking for a job. I needed to leave Boston and start over when Kurt let me know the school was hiring."

"What happened in Boston?" Quinn asked.

"relationship drama, what else." Santana rolled her eyes, "Have you met anyone you like here in New York yet?"

"Maybe." She smirked, "I don't know, people here are just kinda weird."

"Agreed." the Latina replied, as the little blonde ran into the kitchen.

"Mommy." Echo questioned as she leaned into her mother, tentatively eyeing her teacher. "Is Mrs. Lopez staying for dinner?" she whispered.

"If she wants." Quinn replied, "What do you want?" She asked pushing the girls hair behind her ear. Echo thought for a moment and then smiled.

"Pizza."

"I happen to know that's Ms. Lopez's favourite food." Quinn winked at the other girl. "Sure, baby. We can have pizza."

"Sweet." Echo exclaimed as she ran back into the living room.

"Finish your homework, E." Quinn called after her.

"So, one of you need to explain to me why you call her Echo."

"I actually didn't start it, Brittany did." Quinn stated.