AN: Another one shot! This one is not focussed on Brittana but more the friendships between Quinn/Britt and Rach/San that are in the See You Later universe.

I understand some people don't like Rachel and don't agree that Santana should be friends with her. My response to this... don't read this one shot? As a character Rachel has never been one of my favourites but I have always been intrigued by the friendship between her and Santana and it's something I enjoy writing.

For those who have read my other fics: This takes place between the last chapter and the epilogue of See You Later.

"I can't believe you're moving in with Manhands."

Quinn looked at Santana and saw the clear disgust on her face. "Be nice. She's your friend and you lived with her for years."

"That's different." Santana told her.

"How so?" Quinn asked as she opened a box labeled with a unicorn drawing.

"I'm a bitch and you're way too polite. She's going to drive you crazy." Santana walked over to see what was in the box Quinn was looking through. There were pictures, a couple stuffed animals, her old cheer uniform and a velvet box. Santana watched Quinn pick up the little box.

Quinn felt Santana watching her. "What?"

"What's in the box?"

She handed the box to Santana. "Look for yourself."

Santana opened it to see a beautiful gold bracelet. It had a longer solid band with a heart on it and the word 'unicorn' engraved on the inside of the band. "A bracelet?"

Quinn nodded and picked up a few pictures from the box. She held them out to Santana so the brunette could see. They were all pictures of Brittany and Quinn. "Britt packed this box." She took a deep breath and Santana could tell she was fighting off tears. "That bracelet is one I gave her in high school. I guess she wanted me to have it as a memento or something."

"So the box is full of the things that are supposed to remind you of her?" Santana asked.

Quinn nodded. "Exactly." She pointed to the drawing on the side of the box. "Hence the unicorn."

"You're going to be living in the same city. It's not like you'll never see each other." Santana placed the velvet box down into the bigger box.

"We will but it won't be the same. When she was living with Sam we didn't see much of each other. Not because of him or anything just... life gets in the way." Santana nodded, she knew how that felt. Before moving to New York she had lived in Kentucky for a while. She would never admit it to anyone other than Brittany, but she had missed Rachel and Kurt during that time.

"This is the last box." They heard Rachel call from the front room and then the thud of her dropping the box.

Quinn got up and quickly walked to Rachel. "Be careful with my stuff."

"It's fine; this box is just clothes." Rachel assured her.

"As much fun as this is." The women turned to see Brittany walking in. "Are we almost done?"

"All of my stuff is here and now we just have to move the rest of Santana's." Quinn told her.

Brittany smiled and ran over to Santana, wrapping her arms around her. "And then we will live happily ever after."

"I'm going to start unpacking my stuff that will go in the bathroom." Quinn picked up a much smaller box from the couch.

Rachel ran over and took the box. "Let me help."

Quinn eyed her friend suspiciously. "You just want to organize everything don't you?" Rachel shrugged and walked towards the bathroom with Quinn following closely behind.

Santana sat down on the couch and Brittany sat beside her, snaking her arm around her girlfriend's shoulders. Santana smiled at the feeling of Brittany's finger tips brushing against the exposed skin on her arm.

"What are you thinking about?" The blonde asked.

Santana looked over at her girlfriend. "Us."

"Ooo." Brittany teased. "What about us?" She waggled her eyebrows at Santana suggestively.

"Not like that." She giggled. "Just, our life is pretty great right now isn't it?"

"Of course, we have each other."

"And others." Santana added.

"Right, and others." Brittany smiled. "It's ok to admit that you'll miss living with her."

Santana scoffed. "Please, I'm moving in with my super sexy, gorgeous, adorable, incredible girlfriend. I think I'll survive leaving the lawn gnome behind."

"Well, I'm super excited to live with you but that doesn't mean I won't miss living with Quinn. She's my best friend." Brittany told the brunette, hoping to put a fracture in the defensive wall Santana was building.

Santana cleared her throat. "We'll see them a lot right?"

Brittany leaned over and kissed her girlfriend's temple. "Of course. I promise."

Suddenly Quinn came storming into the living room. "Ugh."

"Trouble in paradise?" Santana asked with a smirk.

"No." Quinn answered quickly. "I'm just... Letting Rachel unpack for me."

Santana patted Brittany's knee, getting her attention. "I'll be right back babe." Brittany nodded and watched as Santana left the room.

"Rach?" Santana knocked on the bathroom door and Rachel turned around. "Having fun?"

"Loads." She answered sarcastically.

Santana pulled something out of her pocket and held it out. "I thought maybe I'd give you this."

Rachel took the object from Santana's hand and held it up. "Is it a piece of a broken CD?"

Santana nodded. "Yeah, but I made it into a keychain."

"I see that." Rachel was very confused.

"It's a piece of the first CD that I ever recorded an original song on." Santana explained.

"Where's the rest of the CD?"

"Remember when my ex-girlfriend ran off with all my original work? I broke it after that, then I regretted it. I realized that CD actually meant something to me so I kept a piece of it." Santana watched as Rachel stared at the small CD piece. "Look, if you don't want it that's fine. I mean nobody even uses key chains." She went to take it from Rachel but her friend quickly pulled it away.

"No, I want it." She looked at it again and smiled. "I actually really like key chains."

"Ok, cool. So... Alright." Santana turned around to walk out when she felt Rachel tug her arm, pulling her to face her again.

Rachel gave Santana the tightest hug she had ever allowed herself to give the Latina. "I'll miss you too Santana."

Santana didn't reply, but she didn't have to. Rachel smiled as she felt the woman nodding against her shoulder, a silent indication that she too would be missed.

Another AN: To the guest excited about Samcedes. It will come! But not until later since I'm not writing one shots based on anything that hasn't happened in the other two fics (yet). Also, these one shots will have little to no drama haha. This is purely fluff/cuteness/whatever else you want to call it.