The competition award ceremony was just about to start. Santana hadn't left Quinn's side from the moment they saw each other. She introduced her to everyone on the team as her best friend.

They didn't need to have the conversation of if they liked each other, but if they were a couple was something completely different.

"Hey Cait, gimme a sec okay?" Santana turned to Quinn, who was standing with Emily and Jess. "Can you guys give us a minute?"

The girls nodded and walked over to the concession stand where they were selling food.

"Whatsup San?"

"I gotta go on stage soon." She seemed visibly nervous, rubbing her knuckles until they were white. Quinn stopped her and held Santana's hands in hers.

"You guys are gonna win. You're routine was flawless, the other teams had off sets and all kinds of stuff. We kept score." Santana was calming down, but Caitlyn was calling her over. "Now go. Go and win your championship."

Santana let go but before she got to far, Quinn stopped her. "Wait."

She kissed her, and it seemed to make all of Santana's nerves subside. When they released, Santana looked into Quinn's eyes.

"I'll be right here when you win. I promise."

Santana smiled, and ran over to join her squad.

They gathered on stage and sat together, waiting for the results. And just as Quinn had said, they won.

It was a big deal, winning a Daytona Championship. And what was an even bigger deal, was that Santana got to do that as a Freshman.

Quinn teared, so extremely proud of her best friend in that moment. She was glad that she could be there to witness this extremely special event in Santana's life.

She watched as Santana and her friends hugged on stage as they accepted their trophy. They took pictures, and as they did she waited patiently on the side. Santana found Quinn in the crowd of people and locked eyes. She smiled and then turned back to her friends.

Jess nudged Quinn, looking over at her. "Proud?"

"You have no idea."

Santana made her way off the stage and straight back over to Quinn. She ran over and hugged her, and ended with a kiss.

"Thank you, for being here."

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, San." Quinn replied. And it was true. "So now what?"

"The team is gonna run into the water down at the shore, then we have the night off to relax. I was thinking, dinner?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. Just text me when you get back to your hotel okay?"

"I will. See you later, Q."

And with that Santana ran off to catch up with her team.

Quinn was back in the hotel room now, she had finished getting ready a few minutes ago. She was on the balcony of her hotel room smoking a a cigarette and enjoying the view of the setting sun.

"Mind if I join you?" Jess said as she walked outside.

"Sit." Quinn turned towards Jess. "This idea to surprise her was genius. You guys are the best."

"We just wanted to prove that your doubtfulness of something that seems to be so good for you was wrong. She liked you. And we told you a million times."

"I know, I know. I heard enough of this on the trip here." Quinn chuckled. "I guess I knew for a while but I always tried to convince myself that it wasn't real."

"You gotta stop doing that, Quinn. You deserve happiness. And from the small amount of stuff you've told us about your past Emily and I both know you deserve to be happy."

Quinn always avoided talking about her past with her roommates. As she's said, Yale was her chance to start over. And bringing her past with her wasn't part of completely restarting. But she knew that her past made her who she was today. She was much stronger than she was in high school.

"Yeah, I definitely do."

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Emily was in the shower, which only meant that it was Santana.

Quinn placed her cigarette butt in the ashtray and told Jess that she'd see them later.

When she opened the door, there stood Santana. Skinny jeans with some converse and a RVCA tank top. Quinn scanned her up and down, and then noticed the KT Tape on her shoulder. She reached for it, but Santana stopped her.

"I'm fine. It's the same injury from-"

"From Sophomore year. I know, San." Santana let her hand go, and she gently rubbed over the tape. "It was coming off a little."

Santana held her hand out, and without even thinking twice- Quinn took it. "Come on. Let's get some dinner."

About half way through their meal, Santana got a text.

Heard you guys won your competition! Congrats. I'm proud of you.

"It's a message from Britt." Santana said she placed her phone back on the table. "I don't wanna write back."

"San, we should talk about-"

"Us?" She replied before Quinn could finish her sentence. "I know. That's why I said let's do dinner, so we could have some privacy. And plus, I wanted to take you on a date"

"A date huh?"

Santana smiled. She had been wanting to take Quinn on a date since admitting her feelings to Jay. Her friend had convinced her that, even though they were already friends they should still go on a date. And Quinn being here in Daytona allowed her to do just that.

Start it slow, Jay said. But the kiss, might not have been as slow as she had planned. Santana just couldn't help it, honestly. But as with everything else, she had no regrets. Especially with this.

The past month since Brittany got engaged, she thought she'd be sad. You know she basically watched the love of her life begin a new one with another boy next door. But having Quinn there changed everything. Yeah she had some bad days but Quinn was always there to pick her up when she fell.

"Yeah, this is real for me Q. I like you. And it's taken me a little while to get to this point. I've never-" She paused, grabbing Quinn's hand. "I've never been the person to admit my feelings. But for you, I did. And you showing up here only proved to me that this is something real for you too."

For Quinn, yeah. It was real. She had been back and forth on this subject- multiple times. Santana had been her longest friend she's had in her entire life. They met in the 2nd grade and became friends instantly. But Quinn moved away a few years later. When she returned to Lima, their friendship picked back up where it left off. It didn't skip a beat. They got closer as the years passed, and expanded into something beyond anything they could've ever imagined. Here they were, sitting at a table in Daytona, Florida. Santana holding her hand, admitting that she had feelings for Quinn. Had you told her that this is where their friendship would've led them back in high school? She would've laughed. In reality, she always thought that Santana was too good for her. Yeah, Santana was like her right hand man. Quinn was looked at as the head of the Cheerios, the staple of the Unholy Trinity. But Santana was the glue that held it all together. Quinn never felt like she was good enough for Santana because regardless of the things that she had been through, Santana seemed to have gone through so much more.

She had experience. Santana seemed wise beyond her years and it was true. She had gotten Quinn out of more situations than anyone else.

"It's real for me, San. It is. I like you too. For a while now, if I'm going to be completely honest." Santana smiled, holding Quinn's hand a little tighter. "But the distance? I mean, it's a lot further than Lima."

"Things are different now. I feel like I'm a lot stronger. And I can handle it better than I did the first time."

Quinn felt relieved, because she didn't know what she would've done if she said she wouldn't be able to handle it. She felt like she hadn't been getting to attached, too invested. But she knew now more than ever that she was way past that point.

"Quinn?"

"Yeah San?"

"I figured now is as good as time as any to ask you this. You've told me multiple times now, that I deserve to be happy. But the truth is, you deserve to be happy too. Berry couldn't give you that. And honestly, that's her loss. As for Britt? Well, that's the past now. I want her to be happy. And so should I. So.." Santana said. "Will you, be my girlfriend?"