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Moments .

Quinn shrugged her leather biker style jacket off as she stepped through the door to her apartment. She was still seething from her brief conversation with Brittany, the rain on her walk home not helping to improve the blondes mood. Grumpily she stomped to the kitchen and pulled a kettle onto the stove, hoping some camomile tea would calm her.

The law graduate slumped onto a bar stool as she waited for the water to boil. How could B lie to me...to everyone like that! For so long!? The blonde dropped her head to the work surface and began to repeatedly bang it lightly against the oak. How could I just believe her like that!? She groaned and stilled her movements. But why would I not?. Sitting upright she shook her head. Why can't this just be a terrible, tragic dream!?. A vibration in her pocket stopped her inner ramblings. The hazel eyed girl stood and pulled her phone from her skinny jeans, frowning when she didn't recognise the number. She debated whether or not to answer the call before thinking screw it and swiping the green button.

"Hello" she said dubiously. Aware of several different tones beeping in the background.

"Quinn...it's Addy" Came the trembling voice of her part time enemy.

"Addison...is Santana ok!?". Her mind travelling straight to the laying as a sinking feeling started in her stomach.

A breath came through the line as Addison tried to calm herself. "I...I dunno. S, she was sleeping then her heart...I..". The taller girl sobbed. "Fuck Quinn...they're in there now..and I'm out here..I..". Another cry sounded over the phone and Quinn's heart broke a little. "I'm scared".

The blonde was already moving before her brain registered where she was going. "Ok Addy...I'm on my way" She said calmly, even though her legs had turned to jelly and her heart was going a mile a minute. "Just try to calm down, I'll be there in 10 minutes ok. San's strong. She'll be ok". A sniffle greeted her and she smiled a little, glad she had managed to calm the girl.

"Thanks Q...but please..you gotta hurry. I, they...it's gone quiet in there"

The blood drained from the blondes face . "I'll be there in a minute. Stay strong.". Everything after that became a blur.

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Addison was at the end of her rope. She wanted to scream, shout, punch things, cry, get drunk, sleep...anything but be here at this moment. Please be ok. Please be ok. Please be ok. Please be ok. Begged the tattooed girl. You have to fight Tana! FIGHT! Fresh tears sprang from her green eyes as she clenched her good hand into a fist. The tall girl could feel her fear turning into anger. She began to pace frantically, it didn't help. Her frustration was rising and fueling the girls need to release her anger. Stopping at the end of the corridor, she raised her fist, ready to punch through the small window, but a voice stopped her.

Quinn saw it happen in slow motion. She saw the athletic girl stride angrily down the hallway. She saw her stop and stiffen up. She saw the exhausted girl fight with herself, then she saw her raise her fist. The blonde began to run whilst calling out to her. "Addison. Don't. You. Dare!" She bellowed down the hall. Thankfully it worked.

The younger girl turned. Quinn's breath caught as she slowed to a halt in front of her. The blonde saw pain, worry, anger and fear etched onto the girls face. "Oh, Addison". She breathed. Even though the last time they were together Quinn received a lovely new bruise, she still felt for the girl. The Yale graduate saw how much of herself Addison put into Santana. She saw how hard she fought for her and to protect her. This was killing the younger girl. Without hesitation the blonde pulled her into a hug.

The tattooed girl remained stiff for a moment, before wrapping her arms around Quinn and hugging her back. They both needed this. After a few seconds, both girls pulled away. Addison's gaze traveled up the long corridor past Quinn's shoulder and to the latinas room where two doctors emerged.

Quinn turned and saw the same. "Come on. Lets go talk to them.". She began to walk away but stopped when she realised the younger girl wasn't following. Reaching back she took Addy 's hand and pulled her forward. The closer they got, the harder the girl squeezed Quinn's hand. It was becoming painful. Why is she so damn strong!? Thought the shorter girl. A thought that was forgotten in a moment when the two doctors turned and greeted them. When that happened everything became numb.

A ringing sounded through Addison's ears as she watched the doctors mouth move. The rock chick only picking up certain words. 'heart failure' 'oxygen' 'transplant'. This wasn't happening. Not to her. Not to her amazing, awesome, kick ass best friend. No. It wasn't. She felt herself pull away from Quinn. The ringing getting louder. Everything seemed to slow and speed up at the same time. She had to get out. She couldn't be here. So she turned and she ran. Not stopping for Quinn's shouts. Not slowing to open doors. She just ran and ran. She couldn't stay there.

Quinn watched in shock as Addison pulled away and bolted out of sight. She tried to catch her, shout her, stop her. But the taller girl slipped away. Returning to the concerned looking doctors she thanked them. Reassuring them her 'friend' would be ok. Shortly after they parted ways, leaving a lost Quinn staring into the room her one time girlfriend lay in. She's alive. She'll wake up. The blonde reassured herself as she strode into the room and to the latinas side. Oh God, San!. She cried out internally. She dropped into a seat and shuffled closer to the bed, picking up the latinas left hand and kissing it. The shorter girl was sedated right now and would remain unconscious for at least 4 hours. So Quinn did something she hadn't since her accident. She prayed.

At some point during her prayers, begging God, Jesus and anybody else that was listening, the former cheerleaders head dropped to the hospital bed and an uncomfortable slumber overtook her. The girls hand still gripping the brunettes.

"Saaaaaaannn!" Whined Quinn. "I'm hungryyy...hurry up!". The blonde was sat in the Lopez 's living room waiting for the latina to let her into the kitchen.

"One more mintute babe". Called the girl in question.

"you said that ten minutes ago S!". Moaned the blonde.

"yea, well..I meant it this time" smiled Santana as she appeared in the doorway.

Quinn's eyes bugged out at the tight black and purple dress the latina was wearing. It dipped around every curve and toned muscle, accentuated her cleavage and stopped dangerously close to the top of her thighs. "Hope you're hungry baby". Purred the brunette, sparking a coughing fit from the slightly taller girl.

Quinn couldn't answer, she just nodded frantically whilst patting her chest. Eventually smiling as Santana took her hand and lead her through to the kitchen. But they didn't stop there. Quinn caught a mischievous look on the brunettes face as she lead them outside. Looking from the shorter girl to the garden her heart skipped a beat.

There on the decking where the Lopez's ridiculously giant bbq usually stood was a table for two. Decorated with yellow roses and red tulips, a white cotton cloth hung over it. 3 candles of different sizes sat jn the middle, flickering gently in the warm evening air. Around the decking Quinn noticed Santana had hung fairy lights and soft music played from an idock in the corner. Then the blonde noticed two plates consisting of pancakes and crispy bacon sat on the table. Her eyes watered with happy tears the latina pulled her the table and helped her sit, before going to the opposite side and slipping into her own chair.

"San...this is..". She paused trying to think of the best way to describe what she felt, what she saw. How grateful she was. But seeing a look of worry cross the beautiful latinas face , she stopped pondering. "It's perfect San...just like you." The blonde smiled as she saw relief cross the girls face. "And you made my favorite...and got my favorite flowers...and red wine!" She squeeled taking a sip.

Santana smiled widely. Quinn looked so beautiful and content at that moment. The words just flew out her mouth. "Be my girlfriend Q" she asked, hand reaching across the table and holding the blondes.

Quinn paused and placed her wine glass down, looking from their now joined hands then up to Santana's beautiful dark eyes. Smiling she nodded. "Of course my sweet...Forever and a day baby."

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Addison was drunk. She knew it. After all this is what she had set out to achieve, but it wasn't working. She couldn't forget. She HAD to forget! Stumbling slightly, she made her way to the next bar. She strode with purpose inside and took a seat near the exit. As she waited for the barman to make his way over to her, a tall darkish haired guy sat next to her. She sighed inwardly, not in the mood for attempted pick ups.

The barman made his way over. "Whiskey, straight and a bud please" She mumbled, not surprised the the douche next to her chimed in for the same and offered to pick up her tab. Turning she placed the biggest, freakiest fake smile onto her face. "I don't take drinks from strangers" She said in a sickly sweet tone to match her smile.

The guy smiled goofily and held out his hand. "Well let me introduce myself". He shrugged. "I'm Finn. Finn Hudson."

Addison saw red...then everything went black.