Quinn's eyes flickered open. She slowly turned her head to look at the clock illuminating her room. 3:04am.

"Shit." She whispered. Quinn found it difficult to sleep after enduring two hours of a zombie apocalypse with her friends laughing at her screams and twitches as the gore unfolded in front of her slightly disturbed, slightly distracted face.

She looked just to the left of her clock where the glowing numbers illuminated three faces. She couldn't wait for things to go back to how they used to be at high school. She couldn't wait to see the excitement in Brittany's face when she was reunited with her friend and she couldn't wait to talk to Santana.

Quinn closed her eyes, relaxed and drifted to sleep once again.

It was 10am and Quinn and Brittany sat cuddled up watching TV. Both girls sat in comfort with their hair tied back and Brittany's legs resting on top of Quinn's.

Brittany yawned and rested her head on Quinn's shoulder. "I'm so tired." She slurred.

"Tell me about it." Quinn replied. " At least you got some sleep last night. I was lying awake traumatized by that stupid film… Next time I'm choosing!" She tickled the top of Brittany's head and the dancer giggled and cuddled in closer.

Quinn's phone vibrated on the table. She was unable to move because of the blonde lying between her and the side table on which it sat.

"Britt can you check that for me please?"

"Yeah, sure." She leant over and grabbed the phone. "It's your mom."

Damn. Quinn reached out her hand to Brittany who handed her the phone.

"Hey Mom."… "Yeah sorry I've been really busy and—"… "Yeah, yeah." Quinn rolled her eyes and mouthed a cry for help to Brittany who laughed. "Ok. I'll be there."… "Yes I promise. Love you. Bye."

"Love you too." Joked Brittany. She jumped up and headed towards the kitchen. "Hungry?"

"I'm ok Brit but there are some pancakes in there." Said the tall blonde gesturing towards the refrigerator.

"Thanks." grinned Brittany. She was completely aware of all the food but Quinn knew she wouldn't steal it without an invitation so she provided the opportunity.

Quinn's parents had been nagging her for weeks to go and visit but she just couldn't afford to. She had classes and work and she could never really find the time. Quinn looked down at her phone. Was it too early to call Santana? Should she wait for Santana to call her? What would she even say? It's not like they could pretend everything was back to normal.

"Quinn?"

They'd been friends for a long time but it had been months and they'd both changed. Anything could happen and she didn't know if she could handle awkwardness or a lack of common interests.

"QUINN!"

"Wha-?" Quinn looked up from staring at her phone. Brittany was smirking and jokingly waving in her face. "Sorry, I was in a world of my own."

"No kidding. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just thinking."

Quinn had been pacing around her room for about fifteen minutes by the time she finally talked herself into making the phone call. She picked up her phone off her bed, took a deep breath and hit call.

It rang.

"Hello?" Santana sounded out of breath.

"Hi Santana, it's Quinn."

"Hey Quinnie. What a pleasant surprise." Quinn smirked sensing the joking sarcasm in her friend's voice.

"Always the charmer Santana Lopez." Quinn joked back. " I was just wondering if you might want to go out somewhere tonight or tomorrow?"

"I'm working tonight but we could meet and go to a little bar I know afterwards."

"Yeah ok. Where do you work? I'll meet you there." Quinn got out a small pad of paper and a pen and prepared to write down the address.

"No—Erm—I'll come and pick you up. It gives me a chance to get ready. Same apartment right?"

"Yep."

"Ok, I'll be there at 10. See you later. Try not to miss me too much." Santana laughed and hung up the phone. Weird.