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Santana groaned as she rubbed her arm. She couldn't believe what a complete disaster the training exercise had turned into. One would think that the person or persons responsible for this would have remembered this was for Combat Medics and have organized accordingly. But no, no they didn't. When they had gotten to the grounds they soon realized that they had no patients. And in Santana's mind she just could not understand how the hell they could forget to organize patients. So in moment of not wanting to disappoint her own group of misfits and the other Privates who had all been so excited to get out there and really do their thing Santana jumped in and started organizing things herself while the rest stood around discussing what they could possibly do to rectify the situation. I am such a sucker sometimes! I really should stop that. And what did she get for her trouble? She was spattered with fake blood from the multitude of injuries she had faked through out the past 24 hours and her arms were stinging from all the infusions and she was tired. On top of that she missed Alejandra so damn much it hurt. The previous morning had been utter hell having to leave Alejandra with Millie knowing she wouldn't see her for more than a day nearly broke her heart. If Millie hadn't firmly pushed her out the door she didn't think she would have made it. And the only thing she really wanted to do was flip all these assholes off and run to Alejandra for some much needed cuddle time. Sometimes life just really sucked.

'Lopez!'

'Yes sir!' Santana snapped into a more acceptable pose as her base commander, Commander Finch, walked up to her. She had no idea that he was even still there. He had disappeared pretty soon after the exercise finally started. Maybe you just lost sight of him, you were pretty busy.

'Just wanted to let you know I'm calling it. Without proper preparation we can't do much more here.' Finch eyed Santana he had been very impressed, he had been on the verge to scrap the whole thing when he had noticed her. She had taken charge effortlessly. Hadn't wasted time talking about a solution, she found one and then went out and implemented it. 'You did a great job.'

Santana nodded taking the praise for what it was. A thank you. 'I'll get everyone to start packing up then Sir.'

'No, you did enough.' Finch shook his head. He had kept an eye on Santana and knew that she had been on her feet the whole night. Hardly taking a break to eat and drink. 'Go, I'm sure you are anxious to get to your daughter, I know I was the first time we left our daughter for more than a few hours. And maybe wipe your face, it seems they got you good.' He grinned as Santana hastily tried to wipe away the half dried fake blood from her face.

'I could say the same Sir.' Santana said dryly. She now understood why she hadn't seen much of her superior, he had seemingly offered himself up as a patient as well. Sign of a good CO when he get out there with his soldiers.

Finch looked down at his own spattered uniform and chuckled. 'Well I couldn't let you have al the fun, now could I? And truth be told I haven't had this much fun in a long time. But seriously Lopez get out of here before I change my mind. Oh and Monday come see me. I want to discuss the next training exercise with you.'

'Yes Sir. Have a nice weekend Sir.' Santana snapped to attention and saluted smartly before hurrying away to find a driver to take her back into the city and her baby girl.

Brittany looked up at the building and smiled, she could feel the energy of the building. If she was going to do this. If she was actually going to open another studio this was the building that she would use. It was a weathered old factory. Beautiful really, with huge arched windows and big lofty rooms perfect for dance floors. It was old but steady and steadfast. It needed some work to get it to be whole, but then that would be perfect, since Brittany felt like she herself needed the exact same thing. Paul had done his homework though. The location was perfect, and if she did this she already had people lined up for classes. Apparently her name was a big ticket, even if she had been working more behind the scenes for the last year. Yea I think I need this. It's something new. New starts are what I need. 'Can you hold it for me until Monday?' She turned to the real estate agent who seemed to smell a sale in his future, since he was nodding eagerly.

'Of course, but not longer I am afraid. We have some other parties interested.' He said airily not looking Brittany in the eyes.

Brittany snorted internally. Such a liar, I bet he is thrilled I'm interested. This place will need a lot of TLC. And most people don't want to spend it on a building like this. Old man needs some work. 'Of course it is a gorgeous building.' She said off handedly as she wandered into the stairwell. In her mind she could already see exactly what she wanted. There was just one last thing she needed to do, before she made her final decision. 'I promise by Monday afternoon you'll have my offer.'

'Wonderful, would you like to look around a little more?' He offered Brittany a set of keys so she could move around unencumbered.

'Thank you, give me half and hour and I'll meet you at the entrance.' Brittany turned around effectively dismissing the man. She didn't very much enjoy his obvious attentions. He had been flirting with her the whole morning. Totally unprofessional, to drool on potential clients if you ask me.

The man sputters, but his desire to sell the place wins out and he leaves Brittany alone. 'I'll be right outside Ms Pierce.'

Brittany ignored him as she dug out her ipod and stuck the ear buds in her ears. She closed her eyes and let the music take over. She just stands there for the longest time, then finally started to move. Fluid, effortless and utterly gut wrenchingly beautiful, matching her mood and the music perfectly. When the music changed she finally opened her eyes and noded to herself. It was perfect, she could just feel it. She could see every detail in her head. And she wanted it. This was going to be hers, and she felt excited. Time to get up and dust yourself of Brittany. Paul was right, it's the perfect time. Quinn is going to be thrilled. Brittany's lip curled into a grin. She had things to do.

Santana looked up at the station house for the tenth time and groaned. She had no idea what had possessed her. She had called Millie as soon as she had gotten back to the city. Unfortunately Millie had decided to visit her sister and to show of Santana's perfect little girl, and wouldn't be able to get back to the city for at least an hour. And that left Santana on her own and she knew if she went home she would more than likely fall asleep since she was completely exhausted. So on a whim she had gotten out Quinn's card and made her way to Quinn's work. She had noticed that it was getting to be a habit when it came to Quinn, doing things on a whim that is. They had texted throughout the week and Santana knew that Quinn had been stuck there the whole time. So there she stood with a bag full of sandwiches and coffees. You are already here so you might as well. Santana chuckled to herself, as she finally made her way inside. If she were going to be honest with herself she was just curious to see Quinn in action. 'This is going to be interesting.' It didn't take Santana long to find Quinn's squad room, it looked like nothing special just another police station. And yet oddly fascinating to her as she tried to guess which desk belonged to Quinn.

'Can I help you...Sergeant?

Santana blinked, she had been so studiously studying the different desks she had completely missed the woman in front of her. 'Oh sorry.' Santana put down the tray of coffees and held out her hand. 'Hi I'm Santana Lopez, I'm actually looking for Detective Fabray?'

'She's busy right now, but maybe I can help. I'm Captain Olivia Benson nice to meet you.' Olivia eyed the woman in front of her curiously. 'Been to war there soldier?' She decided the easiest way to put the woman at ease is a little humour.

Santana looked down at herself and blushed. I really should have changed. What a way to make a first impression. 'Oh god I'm so sorry. I didn't think to change I just had some time and thought maybe Quinn and the rest of her squad could use some food and coffee.'

Olivia bit her lip, Santana looked so oddly familiar to her. She couldn't quite place her though. 'Well if you come bearing gifts and none of that is yours or someone else's you are all good.'

'Oh no, definitely not mine.' Santana handed over one of the coffees. 'Cream and sugar are in the bag. And most of this is fake blood. I had the pleasure of playing the blown up soldier, the shot, the stabbed and so forth. This is the unfortunate result.'

'Oh god that tastes good.' Olivia sipped as she superstitiously observed Santana take in the room. 'So how do you know my detective?'

Santana grabbed her frapacino and eyed Olivia right back. 'We grew up together, I've just recently moved here and gotten back into contact with her.'

Olivia snapped her finger and she walked to Quinn's desk and grabbed a photo off of it. 'I knew I had seen you before.' She hands the picture to Santana. 'You were cheerleaders together. You Quinn and Brittany.'

Santana took the picture her finger felt completely nerveless. At the sight of the three of them her throat caught, they were so young and looked so happy in those ridiculously short skirts. She gently traces her finger across the glass taking a moment to just remember the good times they had.'That was a long time ago.'

Olivia cocked her head, Santana had the an unreadable expression on her face. And it intrigued her. 'From the look of things you remained pretty close?'

'Jesus Santana? What the hell happened to you?' Quinn stopped in her tracks. This was the last thing she had expected today. Actually any day, Santana showing up at her work.

Santana turned around and arched an eyebrow a smile curling her lips, making the amusement she felt quite obvious. 'Hello Quinn, nice to see you again. And yes I am just fine and you?'

Quinn's lips quirked into a grin, so there was still some of the cocky Santana she knew in there after all. 'Hi Santana, I'm doing great. Now seeing as we already covered that you are doing fine, what the hell happened to you?'

Santana rolled her eyes, but grinned none the less. It was nice having someone that worried about you. 'What you don't like battle fatigued and grimy?'

Quinn chuckled the first time in what felt forever. 'You're hot Lopez, but even you can't pull of that look.' Quinn motioned her hand up and down Santana's body. Liar, liar pants on fire Quinn!

'Oh whatever Fabray, have you looked in the mirror lately?' Santana snarked back teasingly. It was surprising how easy it was to slip back into their old ways with Quinn. She knew that they were both putting on a bit of a show for Quinn's co-workers. It was after all none of their business what was really between them.

'Touché.' Quinn knew that her clothes were rumpled and probably looked like she had slept in them. Which of course she had.

'Wait, this is the Santana Lopez?' Kerry grinned at Santana who shifted a little uncomfortably.

'Quinn what have you been telling all these nice people about me?' Santana looked directly at Kerry who seemed to be very aware of who she was. I wonder just how much she knows?

'Only good things.' Quinn muttered, she really was curious why Santana was there she looked utterly exhausted. 'Santana I would like you to meet Linda Kerry my partner and you seemingly met my Captain already. Kerry this is Santana.' Quinn threw Kerry a warning look, that clearly said behave or else.

'Nice to meet you Santana.' Kerry shook Santana's hand and gave her the once over. She was gorgeous and somehow the scarring on her face made her even more so.

'Likewise, do you prefer Kerry or Linda?' Santana smiled charmingly she wanted to make a good impression, and polite was her forte. Had been drilled into her. It was effortless. She hoped it would have the desired effect.

'Kerry is just fine, I sometimes forget my first name working with these idiots all day.' Kerry pointed at Quinn who glared at her.

Olivia held out the tray of coffees Santana had brought with her. It was time to break up Kerry and Quinn. Those two usually bickered back and forth all the time. They were the odd couple. They had very little in common, but they worked ridiculously well together. It always amazed Olivia. 'Ok you two, don't go scaring of the lovely Ms Lopez. Look she brought presents.'

'Oh I love your friends Quinn, seriously I love'm! They always bring us food and coffee. Although they are scarily gorgeous. Don't you have any ugly friends? I think I'm starting to get a complex here.' Kerry gushed as she fixed her coffee and started rummaging through the other bag holding the food.

Quinn blanched, she really didn't know what to do with Kerry. Sometimes the woman had no filter. 'Just ignore her, that's what I do.' She picked up one of the cups and started fixing a cup for herself. 'Thank you for this it was very sweet of you. Although I am curious why you are here, you look about ready to drop.'

Santana shrugged. 'I am still too wired, and since I don't know anyone else here I thought I would come say hi before heading home.'

'Well lucky us.' Kerry butted in as she sipped and sighed into her coffee. 'You have the coolest friends. I can't even get mine to have coffee with me and yours bring it here. Lucky.' She reiterated her point from before.

Santana snickered as she watched Quinn shift around, keeping a very close eye on Kerry. She wondered why though. Oh boy is this the girl she was knocking boots with over the weekend? Oh god please say it ain't so. No, no this is Quinn she wouldn't. She's to...Quinn.

'You know curiosity killed the cat Santana.' Quinn said softly so only Santana could hear. Letting her know that she knew at least partly why Santana was there.

Santana smirked then jumped a little. 'Damn, I forgot I had that thing on vibrate.' She grinned sheepishly as she dug out her phone from her pocket. 'Sorry I have to take this.' She stepped away to give the others to chat, not wanting to disturb them.

As soon as Santana was out of ear shot Kerry poked Quinn. 'She is a sweetheart, whatever your history she is a sweetheart now.'

'I am starting to see that...' Quinn turns quickly when they all heard a crash from the direction Santana had walked off too. What the hell? Quinn watched as all the blood drained out of Santana's face and her whole body started shaking. To say she moved fast to get to Santana would have been an understatement. 'Santana?' She grabbed Santana by the arm and sighed gratefully when she saw Kerry grab the other it was obvious that Santana't legs were about to give in.

'Let's sit her down.' Kerry pulled a chair closer with her foot as they gently pushed Santana down in the chair. Kerry grabbed Santana's phone and handed it to Quinn. 'I think you should probably take that. I'll look after her.'

Quinn nodded as she grabbed the phone. She was desperately trying to figure out what had just happened. 'Hello...Hello...Yes sorry my friend nearly fainted, can I ask what this is about I don't think she's in any condition to tell me I'm afraid?...Oh...yes...no, I understand...We'll be there as soon as we can.' Quinn pulled the phone from her ear and stared down at it as if it would be able to give her clarification to what was going on. But it was cold to the touch and didn't give anything away.

'Fabray, everything ok?' Olivia asked as she handed Santana some water to sip, which Santana completely ignored. She was still shaking like a leave.

As much as Quinn wanted answers, and as many questions as she had, now was not the time. She had to reassure Santana first. Because she had to be scared. She knew if she were in Santana's situation she would be. She knelt down in front of Santana and took her hands in her own. 'Santana she's ok.' When Santana didn't react Quinn tipped her head up so the were looking each other in the eye. 'Hey look at me. She's ok, your little girl is ok. And I'm going to take you to the Hospital right now ok?'

Santana swallowed hard, the only thing she had heard when she had picked up that call were Alejandra, hurt and Hospital and her world felt like it was crumbling. Now there was Quinn holding her hand looking her in the eye telling her that she was ok. 'You sure?'

'Yes San she's ok.' Quinn sucked on her bottom lip a second, she had to ask. 'Is there someone I should call for you?'

Santana shook her head. 'No, it's just me and Dre. She's ok?'

Quinn smiled at Santana reassuringly. 'Yea Santana she is ok, I promise. I'll drive you to the Hospital, just give me a moment?' When Santana nodded Quinn got up.

Kerry held out her hand. 'Give me your keys I'll go get your car.'

Quinn nodded gratefully as she handed them over before turning to her boss. 'Cap I have to take her to St Anne's, her daughter was in an accident, I don't want to let her go on her own.'

'Do what you have to Fabray.' Olivia said as she watched Quinn interact with Santana. There seemed to be a lot of unspoken interactions. Some tentative like they were new and still forming and others completely out of habit. There was so much there, of that she was sure. 'But I need you back as soon as possible, that warrant is going to come through at any time now. An I need you to for the interrogation.'

Quinn nodded, they had a suspect and he seemed to have a bit of a thing for her. Lucky me. 'I'm going to make sure they get home safe, after that I'll be back. Thank you Cap.' Quinn turned back to Santana and helped her up. She seemed to be a little less shaky. 'Come on Santana lets get you to your baby.'

Santana's heart clenched painfully as she gently stroked a crying Alejandra's back. As soon as she had gotten to the Hospital Santana had jumped out of Quinn's car and had taken off for the front desk where she had proceeded to throw a spectacular temper tantrum. Which was only curbed when Quinn had come in jogging and told her in no uncertain terms to shut up. She then sweet talked the nurses so they wouldn't call security on Santana. After that they finally showed Santana to Alejandra's room to wait for the doctor. 'Come on baby you have to stop crying sweetie. I'm here Dre. Please baby?' Santana wanted desperately to pick Alejandra up for both their sakes, but she had yet to speak to a doctor and was scared she would hurt Alejandra more if she did.

'Hello sorry to interrupt, I'm Dr Jullies.' Dr Jullies smiled understandingly at Santana as she walked into the room. 'I see she's calmed down somewhat, for such a tiny girl she sure has a very healthy set of lungs on her.' Dr Jullies eyed Santana and Alejandra, she could see the desperation to sooth her baby, but she was obviously scared. And why wouldn't she be she really didn't have a clue what had happened. 'You can pick her up, actually little tip from me she really needs to connect with you right now she's scared and wants her mommy, best way to do that is breastfeed her.'

Santana blinked then shrugged her jacket along with her shirt and bra. She didn't give a damn that she was half naked. If it would calm Alejandra down that's what she would do. 'She's ok?'

'She has a broken arm, and is still a little shocked. But otherwise perfectly fine.' Dr Jullies answered as she turned around letting Santana situate herself and Alejandra. It didn't take long for the crying to stop. She turned back around to Santana who had Alejandra carefully against her breast he shirt covering them somewhat. They both looked a lot calmer. 'We've put a temporary cast on her arm, since it's a bit swollen. In a couple of days you'll have to take her to your paediatrician and have them cast it properly. Also I am prescribing a mild anti inflammatory, just for the next few days. But you'll see kids bounce back from stuff like this in no time. It's usually the parents that take a little longer.'

Santana didn't take her eyes of Alejandra as she fed. She loved breastfeeding. She loved the closeness it gave her with Alejandra, and now it calmed both of them down. 'Do you know what happened?'

Dr Jullies nodded. 'It was an accident nothing more. Your friend was crossing the road when a bike courier came barrelling at them. He had tried to stop but his break cable snapped and he collided with your baby's stroller. At least he had managed to slow down a lot. He is actually the one that is badly injured, he broke his leg while trying to slow down.'

'Things like that actually happen.' Santana muttered, that sounded like something out of a movie to her. 'I thought you an me had an agreement baby, no giving your mama a heart attack until your at least thirty.' She whispered as she gently ran her fingers through Alejandra's soft baby hair.

Dr Jullies chuckled at the statement. 'I don't think she's going to keep to that one. You have a very energetic little one there. But I think it's time I get out of your hair. I'll have a nurse bring you the discharge papers.' She hesitated for a second at the door then turned back. 'Do you want me to send in your friend? She's been pacing outside your door for about half an hour now. She's a little intimidating, you know with the gun and all.' Dr Jullies tried to joke, but really it wasn't much of a joke. People tended to get a little jumpy around guns.

Santana groaned loudly, she had completely forgotten that Quinn was even there. She was a horrible friend. And after all Quinn had just done? Way to go Santana, way to go. 'God I am such an idiot, I completely forgot she was here. Please tell her to come in. And thank you doctor.'

'Any time and will do.' Dr Jullies nodded then left the room.

A few moments later Santana saw Quinn hover at the door. She looked uncertain of herself. Like she couldn't decide whether it was really ok to go in or not. Santana sighed, this was not how she had wanted Quinn to find out about Alejandra. But now that Quinn knew she was relieved. And she really hoped that Quinn would be ok with her daughter. 'You can come in Quinn. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that before.'

'You don't have to explain. And I really don't want to intrude.' Quinn was trying her damnedest to look anywhere except at Santana's chest. It's rude to stare Quinn.

Santana looked up and caught Quinn's eyes wandering around the room and snickered. And damn it felt good. 'Quinn for gods sakes they are just breasts I won't die of embarrassment if you look. Especially since both are pretty much covered.'

Quinn closed her eyes, she knew she was bright red. Why did Santana have this innate ability to get under her skin so easily. 'I hate you sometimes.' She muttered making Santana laugh. 'Sorry about that. I really just didn't want to intrude Santana, I know for a lot of mothers breastfeeding is very personal.'

Santana rolled her eyes, as odd as it sounded, Quinn being there was actually cheering her up. 'Quinn we already established that you are fine, I'm fine now just come in here. She's nearly done anyway. Then I promise I'll put them away. Until then you can...I don't know look out the window.'

'It's not funny.' Quinn scoffed as she closed the door behind her.

'I think it's hilarious.' Santana teased, then softened her gaze as she felt Alejandra stop feeding. 'You done baby girl? Yea I figured.' Santana bit her lip and looked at Quinn, it was sweet in a old fashioned kind of way how Qiunn was trying to do the gentlemanly thing. 'Quinn, can you just please look at me? I would really like to introduce you to someone.'

Quinn's head snapped to Santana. 'You don't have to Santana, I mean she must be upset.' Of course Quinn was lying she desperately wanted to meet the little girl Santana was holding to her chest so gently.

Santana smiled at Quinn, she could see Quinn's hands twitching. You are still a very bad liar Quinn. 'I know I don't have to, just come here.' Santana got up and waited for Quinn to take the few steps to them. 'Quinn I would like you to meet Alejandra Jessica Lopez, my daughter. Dre this is Quinn.' Santana held Alejandra up so Quinn could get a better look at her.

'Santana she's gorgeous.' Qiunn bit her lip as she looked at the little girl who seemed to be studying her rather attentively. She looked so much like Santana. Skin was maybe a little lighter, but other that that? 'How old is she?'

'Four and a half months.' Santana grinned down at Alejandra, she was a little surprised. Alejandra usually screamed bloody murder when she met someone for the first time. Even for Millie who Alejandra loved. Well well, look at that. I think they are both enamoured.

'She's tiny.' Quinn chuckled when Alejandra tried to grab at her. She held up her finger that Alejandra immediately latched on to. 'Tiny but strong huh, like your mama.'

'She likes you.' Santana said simply as she watched Quinn, she was completely taken by Alejandra a feeling Santana knew all to well. She wondered what Quinn was thinking, she couldn't imagine how hard it had to been for Quinn to give up her own daughter. She never understood, not completely, not until she held Alejandra for the first time. She could not imagine not having her in her life. 'Here.' Santana carefully placed Alejandra in Quinn's arms, without really giving Quinn a chance to say no.

'Santana!' Quinn yelped surprised to suddenly find herself holding Alejandra.

Santana chuckled and gave Quinn's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. 'You're fine, and she really does seem to like you. Quinn, just enjoy it. There are few things as wonderful as snuggling with my little girl. Plus although I have nothing to be ashamed off, I don't intend to flash the whole Hospital.' Santana said as she started to put her bra back on. 'She usually screams at people when she first meets them.'

Quinn's face scrunched up in delight. For some reason that fact made her ridiculously happy. 'You just have impeccable taste, don't Alejandra?'

Santana sucked her bottom lip, she had to agree with Quinn, her little girl had very good taste. 'Thank you for bringing me, I think I would have probably gotten lost trying to use the public transport.'

'As if I would let you go anywhere in the state you were in.' Quinn shrugged the thanks off easily, because to her it really had never been any other option. 'She looks so much like you Santana, it's ridiculous.'

Santana grinned happily. Alejandra was her light, and anyone who paid her any kind of positive attention was ok in her books. That it was Quinn doing it made her feel even better. 'I think her eyes are going to be hazel though, the doctor said they were starting to take on their real colour. And they are already a lot lighter than mine.'

'Really?' Quinn grinned from ear to ear when Santana nodded. 'Well then little missy let me let you in on something, one hazel eyed beauty to another...chicks totally dig the eyes.'

Santana threw her head back laughing throatily. 'Hey Fabray don't you dare corrupt my sweet little angel. She doesn't need to hear things like that until she is thirty or older.'

Quinn burst out laughing as well. 'Oh like that's going to happen. She is after all a little Santana Lopez doppelgänger.' She gently pried Alejandra's fingers from her necklace, the girl had quite the grip and was tugging for all she was worth.

'You are just intent on bursting my bubble aren't you?' Santana shrugged her jacket on again then walked up to Quinn and helped her. 'She really likes showing off that grip, sorry.'

'No worries. You ready to get out of here?' Quinn handed Alejandra back to Santana who she could see was itching to get her back. She understood perfectly. Her girl was hurt and she wanted to protect her. It actually surprised that Santana had given her to her, since ALejandra didn't know her and she wasn't feeling well.

'You have no idea, this has turned into the longest day ever.' Santana nuzzled her nose against Alejandra's head, taking in her baby smell. It was arguably the best smell in the world.

'I still can't believe you got a car seat for her Quinn.' Santana grumbled as she nervously unlocked her apartment, she knew it was still a mess. She hadn't really had the time nor the inclination to unpack or get things for it. It was basically bare. And suddenly she felt a little ashamed about that. You really have to start decorating, the place looks like terrible. And it's permanent Santana, no moving around for a while.

Quinn shrugged Santana off for the tenth time. 'Look her stroller was trashed and I was not going to let you take the train home. So I needed a car seat. And since you don't have a car I bought it for my car. So whenever you need a ride little Dre can come too.'

Santana sighed she knew there was no arguing on this with Quinn. She would not give, they had been going back and forth the whole way back. 'Fine. Now don't judge I haven't been here long. And it's been so long since I have had to decorate anything, I think I kinda forgot how it goes.' Santana tried to joke as she showed Quinn into her apartment. Another thing which she hadn't been able to talk Quinn out off, coming up with them. Why can I suddenly not say no to the woman?

Quinn cocked her head curious as to why Santana was suddenly shy. A second later she was pretty sure she knew why. Santana's apartment was pretty bare still she had couch, but that was pretty much it for the living room. 'Well Spartan is back in I'm told.' Quinn quipped lightly trying to put Santana at ease. 'But you me and mini you are going shopping next weekend.'

Santana motioned Quinn to the couch. 'You and me shopping it's been a long time. As I remember it we usually ended up insulting the living day lights out of each other.'

'True, but it was so much fun.' Quinn said dryly, their teenage years were not their best years. They were horrible to each other, and they both knew. But they always managed to stay friends. 'But I really would enjoy going with you Santana. See it as us getting away from Starbucks. Cause I know it has to be killing you not to be able to drink coffee.' Quinn said the last part slyly, she now understood the looks perfectly.

'Ah figured that out. I swear at times I want to stab people for drinking coffee in front of me. At least my little one mostly sleeps through the night now.' Santana twirled her fingers, it was so very tempting to take Quinn up on her offer. They were really getting along. She really enjoyed their time together. And now she knew about Alejandra. What are you so afraid of?

Quinn watched as Santana struggled with her thoughts. It was interesting to her how many emotions she could read in Santana now, and yet she still couldn't get a complete read. Santana would perhaps always remain somewhat of a mystery. 'How about you give me that baby, and go shower? You stink.'

Santana blinked then snorted loudly. 'Hello pot this is kettle. But fine, put the puppy dog eyes away.' Santana handed Alejandra to Quinn carefully. 'She's more or less asleep so she shouldn't fuss. Call me if she does though. I'll be quick.' Santana added a big thank you to Quinn for giving her some time to think about things. A few minutes to herself to figure things out. Her next move.

Quinn looked down at the little girl in her arms and grinned. 'You know your mama is pretty cool these days. We used to fight a lot, and I mean a lot. But now, I really like her.' Quinn played with Alejandra's fingers, but she could see that she wasn't far from completely asleep. Is it possible to fall in love with someone at first sight? 'She's going to be so angry at me though. At least I think she might...maybe. Ok I don't know how she'll feel. See I panicked in the Hospital, I really don't do well in them, and I called my best friend. Who happened to be your mama's best friend in High School.

Usually Brit is really mellow and go with the flow, but as soon as I mentioned Hospital she went a little nuts. I think it's because she has had to come and get me from Hospital so many times.' Quinn bit her lip, she really hadn't meant to make things even more complicated. Santana was exhausted so was Alejandra. But Brit had been very adamant, and adamant Brit you didn't say no to. 'So you see she's on her way over. And I have to find a way to tell your mama before she gets here, or it's going to be really awkward.'

'What's going to be awkward?' Santana toweled her hair as she walked back into the living room.

'Jesus, Mary and Joseph you scared the hell out of me!' Quinn yelped as she felt her heart thump loudly in her throat.

Santana stopped in her track then snorted, that was new. 'You suddenly Catholic Quinn?'

'When you scare me like that, I just might turn into one.' Quinn grumbled checking to see whether she had scared Alejandra. It didn't look like it. Alejandra's eyes were steadily closing. 'I think Alejandra is just about ready to go down.'

Santana slung the towel over her shoulder. 'Yip, come on.' Santana picked Alejandra up and walked to the nursery with Quinn close on her heals. 'Now back to what you were talking about earlier. Why would things become awkward? I thought we finally got over a lot of that.'

Quinn fidgeted with her belt buckle as she watched Santana efficiently strip Alejandra. 'Oh yes, about that...'

Santana looked up as she threw Alejandra's diaper away and took in Quinn's nervous tick. She always seemed to fidget with her fingers or bite her lips. Her features becoming nearly shy. 'Well since this just became awkward anyway, you might as well tell me.'

Quinn looked at Santana and found nothing there, but simple curiousity. You can't exactly avoid the topic Quinn, you know Brit is probably only minutes away and has probably broken about a dozen traffic laws. Quinn sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. 'I have been in Hospitals my fair share, and I have to tell you I don't ever do well when I am. Brings up bad memories I would much rather forget.'

'So what you are saying is, I wasn't the only one freaking out. That's understandable Quinn can't fault you there. I'm not fond of them myself.' Santana kissed Alejadra's tummy playfully to ease the tension. It amazed her how good babies were at easing people's nervousness.

'Yes, and I have this really silly agreement that whenever I set foot in a Hospital and it isn't for work I have to call a friend of mine.' An agreement me and Brit agreed on in High School and revised when I became a cop. And unfortunately we have had use more times than either of us likes. 'So I did, because she would kill me if I didn't, and now she is on her way here.' Quinn said the last part softly, and she just couldn't meet Santana's eyes. Now for the really big doozy.

'Quinn, I am flattered...I think? But I am really in no condition to entertain. I just want to go to bed, since I know you have to go soon.' Santana said softly trying to meet Quinn's eyes, but having little to no luck. 'The last thing I want to do right now is meet one of your friends. I am not up for strangers. Although it is kinda sweet if a little weird that she would be this worried and willing to go out of her way.'

Quinn bit her lip hard and took a deep breath. 'Well that's just it, she isn't a stranger Santana.'

And then it hit Santana square in the chest. Her hands stilled as realisation dawned on her. Quinn's boss had made the statement so offhandedly and she had been so enamoured by the picture that she had missed it then. She didn't know me, only my face. But she knew Brittany by name. 'Brittany.'