A/N- So, there's a lot of discussion in this chapter, but trust me it needs to happen. Thanks for hanging in here with me readers, it means a lot to me. I know, my updates are taking FOREVER lately, and I'm really sorry. Just incase I haven't made it clear at all, my life is crazy, but I promise I'm trying for you guys. I don't mean to take so long, and I'm so damn sorry, really...I am. There's kind of a lot of Santana and Rachel in this chapter, but it's okay, it's nessacery. I hope you like it. The song in this chapter is a mashup, just incase anyone had a hard time figuring that out.
"Rachel, I am not done talking to you", snapped Santana, as she followed the shorter girl into the living room.
"Really, that's funny, because I'm seriously done talking to you!"
"Don't cop an attitude with me, loud mouth tiny! You're not even listening to me!"
"No I hear you, Santana! I hear you loud and fucking clear! The thing is, you just went into way too much detail in order to cover up what's really going on! I know you say you love them both, you want them both, and you wanna' try to be with both! But, all I heard was, blah blah blah I'm a selfish bitch who wants two girlfriends and clean conscious!"
Rachel stopped in the middle of the living room. Nobody else was around. Brittany and Puck were both working, Quinn was in class, and Mercedes and Jonah were at Smashed doing the books. Rachel had finally called Santana out on her being back with Brittany, only it was through text messaging, and Santana hated it. She hated that Rachel had chosen texting to express what she wanted to say, so she had gone to the apartment to talk to her.
"Why now", asked Santana. Rachel just shot her a dirty look, as if she had no idea what she meant."Why did you wait all this time to bitch at me about this? It's been a month and a half! Six fucking weeks since she's been gone, and you choose now...weeks before we head back to Lima, to bring this up! Why?"
"Because, I was tired of it! That unspoken rule where we all know you're back with Britt, but for some reason aren't allowed to talk about it at all! That is crap! What you're doing is crap, and you're using it as an excuse to get what you want", yelled Rachel.
Santana glared and the shorter, angry girl. She wanted to scream at her, grab her by the shoulders and shake her until she understood. However, something stopped her. Didn't matter what it was, it stopped her.
"You what I think? I think you're frustrated because Quinn's Mom hasn't had any luck with Mrs. Price! I get it...we all get it, but you don't have to take it out on me! I'm not the one who took her away!"
"Don't you even try that on me, Santana! I'm not taking anything out on you! I don't wanna' talk to you right now, so just leave! Just get the fuck out of here", yelled Rachel, as she picked up an empty glass from the coffee table, and threw it against the wall. As it shattered into hundreds of pieces all over the floor, Santana looked at Rachel in shock. She knew what was coming, and she wasn't about to let it happen.
"Rooftop."
"Excuse me", asked Rachel, disdain masking her tone.
"You heard me. Rooftop. Now."
"I'm not going up there with you", laughed Rachel, as if Santana had no right to suggest it.
"You're starting to loose control Rachel, and I don't know where else I can talk to you about this so...I will count to three...", said the Latina, as calmly as she could.
"You really think that's gonna' work? Screw you!"
"One...".
"Santana...stop it!"
"Two...".
"Oh my God, fine", shouted Rachel and she headed for the door. Santana followed at a close distance behind, somewhat proud of herself. She knew being on the roof would calm her down. She just wanted to explain it the best she could. Once they were on the roof, Rachel went straight over to the edge, and took a deep breath. It was freezing, but neither of them cared at the moment.
"Tiny...if you jump, I'm gonna' be so pissed, because I'll have to jump after you, and I wasn't planning on taking a free fall today", said Santana, as she watched Rachel closely.
"Relax, I'm not gonna' jump, I just...needed to breathe for a minute."
"Alright...".
"I really don't feel like fighting with you, Santana."
"So don't fight with me, just talk to me...".
"It's not that simple, not with this. Not with her...", said Rachel, as she stepped away from the edge, and sat down."I had so much faith in you."
"What is that supposed to mean", asked Santana, as she sat down.
"It means, no matter how much you like to regret that you've changed a little since Lima, you have. I liked the change, I really did, but now...it just seems like you haven't changed at all."
"Just because I want to be with both Britts, and Jade?"
Rachel just nodded.
"Wow...that really sucks."
"I'm sorry, it's how I feel."
"Rachel...she changes me."
"Brittany or Jade?"
"Well, they both do, but, Jade more recently. I understand why it's a little out of the ordinary for three people to be in a relationship together, and to be honest, I never even thought about it before. Only now...it just seems right. I can't choose...".
"You should choose."
"Why? I love Jade, and so does Brittany. Brittany and I love each other, and if you really watch the two of them, it's easy to see the love between them."
"I know Brittany has developed feelings for Jade, but do you really think that Jade loves Brittany in the same way?"
"Yeah, I do. They're just so much alike...", said Santana, absentmindedly.
"True, but that doesn't mean they should be together", said Rachel.
"No, I'm not saying that's the only reason I can tell they love each other. It's just one of the reasons. To tell you the truth, I'm surprised Brittany was even able to recognize her feelings for Jade. I noticed before she even knew it herself, and I'm pretty sure Jade has yet to acknowledge her own feelings for Britt."
"Santana, she might not even have those feelings for her. Maybe you're just seeing what you wanna' see."
"I thought about that. I really did, but I still don't think that's it. Something about the way they talk...".
"Well yeah...I mean, we're talking about two girls who once had a conversation about why the Wonder Pets are better than The Little Einsteins. Of course there is something about the way they talk", said Rachel, laughing just a little.
"Oh my God...", laughed Santana."...remember when they spent an hour talking about cotton candy?"
"Yes...and how it's a good thing they don't make a flavor that's white", said Rachel.
"Yeah", said Santana, as her laughter died down."It's not just what they talk about, though. It's how they talk to each other. If you really listen, you notice...they understand each other in a way that...none of us will ever be able to understand. Rach, you just have to pay attention, trust me. You know how back in school, Brittany would say something, and we'd all just kinda' get confused, or roll our eyes?"
"Yeah...Jade says stuff like that as well, and it sometimes gets the same reactions."
"Exactly. Well, when they say those things to each other...neither of them roll their eyes, or get confused. I mean, you'd think the two of them being around each other would just be this...never ending back and forth game of confusion. But, it's not...they always know what the other one is saying. The awkward cancels itself out, and they just...understand."
"What's your point, San?"
"That they love each other, and it just so happens that one of them doesn't see it yet."
"I kinda of see what you mean, but...Jade and I have really in depth talks all the time. Does that mean you think we're in love with each other too", asked Rachel.
"No, not at all...that's a friendship love, like...sisters. Jade is to you what Quinn is to me. Trust me, you just have to look, it's there. The love is there with them."
Rachel, no matter much she internally protested her own feelings, was starting to understand Santana's point of view. She still wanted to be mad at her, she wanted to hold onto the anger, but she couldn't. While sitting there, listening, and looking at her, a whole new array of questions began to cross her mind.
"San...what is it that you love about Jade so much?"
"I just...love her."
"I know that, but please...be more specific. I'm just trying to understand."
"I think...it's her difference."
"Yeah?"
"Like how she looks a certain way...but isn't that way...".
"I need you to elaborate...".
"Think about it, Rach. She's black...so from an unfamiliar and shallow eye, she seems scary. She's dark, like she wears black a lot, puts on way too much eye liner, and puts forth this whole Emo thing. Only with her, it's not just a thing, she doesn't do that for attention like most people would assume. I just really hate the way people look at her sometimes...".
"Me too...I always have", said Rachel, nodding her head.
"That's just how she is...it's a huge part of who she is. So people who don't know her like we do, assume she's sad and negative all the time. You literally can't figure her out unless you talk to her, and get to know her. Like, back in school...I barely knew she was there. I picked on her all the time, I know that. Only...I don't remember about half the times I did it."
"That's because she was trying to hide", said Rachel. "She knew how students at school saw her, so she tried to save herself from the torment."
"I know, and I can't say that I blame her. I remember her being around a lot. Seeing her all the time, and thinking she was so damn cute. But...things were different at McKinley. I felt like I had to mess with her, you know?"
"Yeah, I know", said Rachel.
"It's the same with Britt. Since she was a Cheerio, people always assumed that she was stuck up. She could be stuck up, but only because that's how she saw me acting. That's what Quinn and I wanted, so she just did whatever we wanted her to. Nobody ever really called her stupid as much, because they knew better. They knew she was close to us, so they backed off. I honestly wish...I would have protected Jade in the same way, but it was high school. People like me, and people like her...we didn't hang out, that's just how it was. It seemed like the only way anybody could get away with hanging out with a different crowed was...with Glee. It didn't have to be like that...".
"It was like that."
"It was, but it really didn't have to be. Brittany and Glee Club were probably the only two things I had that made me realize I didn't have to be such a bitch all the time. Yeah, at school, even if she was with me, my bitch mode was pretty much stuck on the active switch. But...when it was just me and her outside of school...I tried so hard to be better, and it paid off. I was better...all because of her. Once Brittany was with Artie, school ended, and Glee was over...I just...felt lost. Than, I moved here with Quinn...got to know Jade...and gained some of my humanity back."
Rachel nodded as a sign that she understood. She couldn't help but be proud of the Latina. There was no denying that when in Lima, Santana's maturity went to a whole new level when Brittany was around. The tall blond's influence shown brightly for sure. Only now, it wasn't just Brittany that had a positive influence on Santana. Jade Price was the missing piece of the puzzle that was Santana Lopez. Rachel couldn't help but admire that.
"You really do love them both...".
"Yeah, Rach...I really do."
"Alright...you win...I don't think you're just trying to get away with having two girlfriends."
Santana looked at Rachel, and smiled.
"I'm not really sure how these three way relationships work, but Santana...just promise me that you won't hurt either of them. They both deserve the world."
"I promise...come here", laughed Santana, extending her arm. Rachel smiled, scooted over, and let Santana put her arm around her."If McKinley could see us now, right?"
"Yeah, really", laughed Rachel."You know what? I really hate how things were between us in school, and I don't think I ever really apologized for that. I'm sorry, San."
"Wait...what? You're sorry", asked Santana, in shock.
"Yes. I mean, it's like you said...it didn't have to be like that, but it was."
"Rachel, you have no reason to be sorry...I was a terrible bitch to you most of the time."
"Yes, you were kinda' terrible to me, but I gave it right back to you. I made assumptions about you, just like you made them about me. I insulted you just like you insulted me. Doesn't matter who started it, or why it happened...that's how it was. My point is...I shouldn't have fought fire with fire. So, that's why I'm sorry."
Santana tightened her grasp around Rachel, and shook her head in disbelief.
"You just keep on surprising me, Berry."
"Good, so you'll be prepared for when I tell you...I was born male...there were operations...".
"Holy shit, what", asked Santana, staring at the tiny girl.
"Santana Lopez I cannot believe you just fell for that", laughed Rachel."You should have seen the look on your face!"
Santana smiled a little, and shook her head slowly.
"Oh God...I can't wait to tell everybody! That was the best!"
"Tiny...you have about a five second head start...", said Santana.
"Oh no...no no no", laughed Rachel as she scrambled up from the ground, and ran towards the stairs. Santana was up in no time, and running after her.
"Yeah you better run!"
Later that day, Quinn was laying on the couch half asleep, watching TV with Jonah. She was so tired, but decided not to go home right after her classes. She wanted to see Rachel. Santana had gone to meet up with Brittany, Puck and Mercedes were both working, so the only ones in the apartment were Rachel, Quinn, and Jonah.
"Quinn, you okay", Jonah asked.
"I'm fine, why?"
"Just checkin'...you look...sick or something. Sorry...".
"No, it's okay, thank you for asking. I'm just really tired, that's all."
"Oh okay", he said, putting his attention back on the TV.
Quinn smiled sadly at Jonah. She had noticed that ever since Jade had been gone, he was always asking her and the other girls if they were okay. She felt like hugging him, but the previous time she had hugged him out of nowhere, he had burst into tears.
Should I risk it?
He looked warn out, like he had been working way to hard against his will. He was pushing himself for sure, only because throwing himself into work was all he could do to get all the frustration out. The entire group was worried about him. He wasn't eating much, his weight was going down, and he rarely smiled. True, Thanksgiving was on a pretty fast approach, and he would most likely get to see his sister soon. However, it wasn't there yet, and Quinn was starting to feel guilty that her mother's efforts to help turned out to be an epic fail. Something needed to be done, before the boy's depression got any worse.
"Hey...", she said, and he looked at her."I have an assignment on Male models due next week. Feel like helping me out with that?"
"You should ask Puckerman...", he said, smiling a little."He's probably a much better choice than me."
"Well, I need two guys...so I'll ask him too, but...honestly, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't think you were a good choice, Jonah", said Quinn.
"Yeah?"
"Mhm."
"Alright, I'll help you out", he said.
"Thank you."
At that moment, Rachel came strolling into the room, with her cellphone in her hand.
"So...we may have created a monster...and by monster, I mean our mothers being friends, and actually getting along", she said, laughing.
"What" asked Quinn, sitting up.
"Listen to this voice mail I got from them", said Rachel, pressing the speaker button on her phone.
"Rachel...it's me...".
"And me, don't forget about me..."
"Yes, and Judy's sitting next to me...listen we've asked you guys like a million times already to send us your Christmas lists..."
"It doesn't count if you bring them on Thanksgiving, because we're going Black Friday shopping before you all come to Shelby's. If we don't scout out the things you kids want before hand, it may get ugly..."
"See, and that can't happen, Rachel. If I have to lay the smack down on somebody in the middle of the mall, I will...but I doubt Judy is ready to see that side of me just yet..."
"I did see that side of you, yesterday at lunch when that waiter gave us a broken baby chair for Beth...".
"Oh you think that was bad? Wow, okay Rach I should hang up, it seems Judy has some more to learn about me. Call us back, or else we'll call Quinn's phone, and leave an even longer voice mail, filled with intimate details about-"
The message ended, and Quinn's eyes grew wide.
"Intimate details about what", she asked.
"I don't know, my voice mail cut them off", laughed Rachel."Like I said...we may have created a monster."
"You know my Mom is over there like every day now, I don't see how Shelby can put up with it", said Quinn, as Rachel sat down next to her.
"Well, at least we're getting lots of pictures of Beth from both of them. I still say she looks like you...", said Rachel, as she scanned through some of the photos Shelby texted."The hair, the eyes...".
"No, see but she's got Puck's nose. The nose usually sets the entire facial character", said Quinn, and Rachel smirked and glared at her."Okay, stop I wasn't talking about yours...I was just saying in general...Jonah", the blond deflected."...who do you think Beth looks more like?"
"Puckerman."
"You have to say that, you guys have your little Bro-mance", laughed Rachel.
"Mhm, that's right", said Jonah, looking back to the TV."But you know what, it doesn't matter she's a beautiful little girl. Only thing you need to worry about is your Moms. From the sound of that voice mail, that little girl has been around a whole lot of crazy", he laughed.
"Oh God...", said Quinn, half laughing.
Before anything else could be said, Puck came bursting into the apartment.
"Hey...", he said, kicking his shoes off."So...your Moms are seriously mental."
"Oh no...what did they do to you", asked Rachel.
"I got a voice mail from Judy...wanting to know if there was a special kind of Mohawk product that I used on my hair. Than, Shelby gets on there and asks how I would feel about owning a guitar with a picture of Beth engraved into it...", he said sitting down.
Rachel and Quinn burst into hysterical laughter, and Jonah just smiled and shook his head.
"I mean, it's cool they wanna' get me Christmas gifts and everything, but what the Hell", asked Puck.
"My Mom has always been like that with the Holiday's...and, oh my God with the Black Friday shopping. I remember one year she woke me up at three o'clock in the morning to go to mall. We stood in a line for damn near two hours so she could buy my Dad some fancy shot glass set. Worst part of it...we didn't leave that mall until it was dark outside again. I wanted to cry...", said Quinn.
"That's how my Mom is...but she never made any of us go with her", said Jonah.
"I dunno about my Mom's shopping habits...for obvious reasons. But, for reason I can't help but think she wasn't too big on it until she started hanging around Judy", said Rachel, looking at Quinn.
"Okay, but it wasn't just me that suggested they be friends, you were totally on board with that too", defended the blond.
"Fair enough."
"Hey...I've been thinking about something", said Puck, sitting back, and putting his feet up on the coffee table."When Beth's older...assuming you two will still be together...how are we supposed to explain that...Quinn is Beth's birth Mother...and she dating her adopted Mother's daughter?"
"Holy shit...", said Jonah.
"Yeah, you see what I mean, dude?"
"Wow, I hadn't really thought about that at all", said Rachel, worry making her tone."That does sound really messed up when you say it out loud."
"It's too early to think about that...we can cross that bridge when we come to it", said Quinn. She hated that she was avoiding the subject, especially since she had been thinking a lot about it lately. She was starting to realize that she had somehow picked up her Mother's ability to deflect things that needed to be talked about. She hated it.
Jonah shut the TV off, and tossed the remote aside.
"Dude...what's up", asked Puck.
"Nothing...I'm just done watching TV for now. Mercedes isn't coming over after work, so I think I'm just gonna' go crash...", answered Jonah.
"You can't crash, it's like five o'clock", argued Puck.
"Yeah, I know...".
"Let's go get some food...give these two some privacy."
"No man, I'm not hungry."
"Bullshit...I know you are. Come on, we'll go get pizza...those really big slices, like the size of your head", said Puck standing up. Jonah couldn't help but smile."You know you want to, dude...".
"Yeah, alright fine...let's do it", said Jonah, as he stood up.
"That's my boy", said Puck, patting him on the back.
Rachel and Quinn smiled. They liked how Puck knew Jonah was hurting, as was trying to cheer him up as best he could.
That night, at nine fifteen, Rachel and Quinn walked into Quinn and Santana's apartment. As they took their shoes off, and put there things down, Santana was exiting her bedroom, with a worried expression on her face.
"Hey...", said Quinn, looking at her. The Latina just walked over, and hugged the blond tight."What's the matter?"
"Brittany. She had a bad day, and I made it even worse", said Santana, as she broke the hug.
"What do you mean", asked Rachel.
"I told her about the fight we had earlier, so she got thinking about Jade and started crying..".
"Wait, you two had a fight", asked Quinn."Why don't I know about this?"
"It's...not important. We resolved it, everything is fine now", said Rachel, nervously.
"No...tell me...", said Quinn, as she took her jacket off.
"Well, I'll tell you Q. Rach, Britts said if you showed up, she wanted to see you, so why don't you go on in my room. She's laying down, but she's not sleeping", said Santana.
"Alright", said Rachel. She took her jacket off, and hurried across the living room. Once she was inside Santana's room, and the door was closed, Santana moved forward, and hugged Quinn again. Only this time, she started crying a little.
"Okay...", said Quinn, worry in her voice."...what was this fight about?"
"Fucking hate this", cried Santana, as she once again broke the hug. She wandered into the kitchen, and sat down at the table. Quinn took a seat next to her, and waited for her friend to explain.
"Rach was mad at me because of me getting back together with Brittany...but I think she gets it now."
"Gets what?"
"That me and Britts wanna' be with Jade...together."
"Oh my God, is that what's going on", asked Quinn.
"Yeah...", mumbled Santana."...if Jade wants it...we're both gonna' be with her."
"I see."
"Please don't hate me, Q."
"I don't hate you. I'll admit I was a little annoyed with you and Brittany but, now that you've told me, I understand."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I don't have a problem with it, I just hope you're all able to handle it if it works out", said Quinn.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, what if one of you gets jealous of the other two? What if two of you decide you don't need the other one? I'm not saying I doubt anything, it's just...three people all together sounds like a lot of love, yet...a lot of feelings. Bad feelings, and good ones...".
"I don't think any of that will happen. If it does...we'll get through it", said Santana, confidently. She wiped some of her own tears away."I miss her so much, Q. Her voice...her pretty little face...her scent. I miss it all, and I'm so scared."
"I know, I'm scared too."
"What would you do if...Rachel got taken away from you?"
"Oh my God, are you serious, I'd loose my damn mind. Believe it or not...I think about that all the time."
"About loosing her?"
"Yeah. I wish I didn't...I wish...I could stop, but that thought sits at the back of my mind constantly. I think it's because when she left school early, I felt what life without her was. I've had feelings for her for so long...so once she was gone...my heart broke. It was awkward though, because she didn't know how I felt...I didn't know how she felt and so it wasn't just her leaving that hurt so bad. It was also the fact that I never got to tell her how I felt, I never got to kiss her or hold her. God...my last words to her before she left were something along the lines of how I didn't care. How...I just wanted her gone."
"Really?"
"Really, and it really hurt because...I didn't think I would ever see her again. So, in my mind...the last thing she would have heard me say directly to her were words of hate. That really killed me, because it was a huge lie. Every day after that, before summer break started, and she left...I wanted to talk to her so bad. The very last day of school...I was like three seconds away from going up to her, grabbing her, and kissing her until she couldn't breath. I wanted her to stay...but that would have been so selfish. I knew what her dreams were, I knew Lima was holding her back...so I couldn't tell her how much I needed her to stay."
"Wow, Q. You've never told me any of this before."
"I know...I'm ashamed of it. Being here now, knowing what happened to her after she left...makes me feel so fucking guilty", said Quinn, almost crying."...I mean, maybe if I would have been honest, and just told her how much I cared about her, how much I loved her...she would have stayed and been safe. Away from Jesse, away from his anger, away from all the pain he caused her."
"That sounds like a what if to me, Quinn. Don't do that to yourself", said Santana.
"I can't help it...because I know I could have saved her from everything."
"I get that. I guess I'm a hypocrite", said Santana, laughing a little.
"Why?"
"It makes me nervous when people ask those what if questions. Yet, I've been doing it since I found out about Mika Price. What if I would have talked to Jade in school, what if I would have been with her, or at least been her friend? I would have known about what was going on sooner, and I would have stopped it."
"She wouldn't have told you, S. Even if you two would have been close at McKinley...she never would have told you."
"I know, but I would have found out. And you know, Britts keeps asking me...what if he's hurting her San? What if he's hurting her right now? I never know what to say, because I'm scared of the same damn thing", said the Latina, breaking into tears."It's been almost two months...what if she's not okay?"
Quinn pulled Santana into a hug.
"We'll know soon enough...", she mumbled.
A few minutes passed, while Santana cried into Quinn. Eventually, she stopped and they were just talking again.
"You know, she apologized to me today", said Santana.
"Who did?"
"Rachel. She said she was sorry for how she was back in school. I was like super confused...she didn't really need to say sorry."
"Wow, really?"
"It was crazy, Q. I mean she was dead serious about it", said Santana, in disbelief.
"That's exactly why it's so easy for me to love her. She's so...amazing, she's a beautiful person", Quinn said, smiling.
"Jade's beautiful too", cried Santana. Quinn couldn't help but smile sadly. Her best friend's tone was one of doubt, yet her voice was full of worry. It was obvious to the blond that Santana had some awkward feeling that anyone else doubted Jade Price's beauty.
"I know she is, San."
"God...", cried Santana, as she looked down to her lap."Jade...where did you go...".
"She'll be back...and she'll love you and Brittany just as much as the night she left", said Quinn.
"So...you see it too", asked Santana.
"See what?"
"How much Brittany and Jade love each other...".
"Of course I do."
Santana smiled through her tears. All the talk about Jade, love, and loss made her want to sing. She had felt like that a lot since she had joined the Glee club. However, she never thought it would follow her once she left Lima. The craving to sing was obviously something she would never loose. Not even if she tried.
Santana-
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
Quinn-
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel for you...
Santana-
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
Quinn-
You and me together
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'cause
Everything's going to be alright
People keep talking they can say what they like
But all i know is everything's going to be alright
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel...
Santana-
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
Quinn-
I know some people search the world
To find something like what we have
I know people will try, try to divide, something so real
So till the end of time I'm telling you there ain't no one
Santana-
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
When they were finished singing, they hugged each other tight, and breathed through all the feelings they held. Santana felt for Quinn because of her fear of loosing Rachel. Quinn felt for Santana because of her fear of never getting Jade back. True, she had Brittany, but somehow it would never be the same because of Jade.
"I really hope we can get her back, San. For the sake of your heart...I hope we get her back, and I really mean that", cried Quinn.
"I know you do...and for the sake of your heart...I hope you have Rachel forever. For the rest of your life...I hope Rachel is with you."
"Trust me, I'll make sure that happens", said Quinn, breaking the hug, and wiping her tears.
"What do you mean?"
"San...I think I'm gonna' propose to Rachel this Christmas."
So there it is, I hope you all like it. Next update will be Thanksgiving back in Lima. The songs Quinn and Santana sang...yeah complicated I know. It's a mashup of "Where'd You Go" By: Fort Minor and "No One" By: Alicia Keys. Putting a mashup in a story is harder than I thought, so I probably won't do that again. Just needed to try it. I know it was probably really damn confusing, so sorry. Please review, and don't be shy about feedback. Love you all.