While Quinn ran down the street after Santana, Rachel stood in shock. Surely, this had to be a dream.

Quinn had been someone that was always there for her. Through the issues with Finn, hell- she had been part of the issues. But on that faithful day towards the end of senior year, Rachel found herself sitting in the choir room with Quinn as the blonde admitted the feelings she had held onto for so long.

Initially, Rachel didn't know how to deal with it. It wasn't because she didn't have feelings like that for Quinn, because she did. But she was still in love with Finn at that time and she wasn't ready to give up on that part of her life. She had spent so much time fighting for him that she didn't want to let it all be for nothing.

Rachel made her way back to her table. It was bare now; Finn was a few tables over with Mike and some of the guys while Tina had gone off to the bathroom. She took her cardigan off and gently placed it on the back of her chair. As she sat, Brittany ran over and sat in the chair next to her.

"So, what happened?"

"Brittany, as much as you want them to break up so you can get Santana back, I don't think it's going to happen." Rachel said in a monotone voice, a little quieter than usual.

"What do you mean? What happened?"

"Well, I grabbed Quinn's hands just like I told you I was going to. And it didn't work. Santana came out a little after which gave me some hope, but Quinn left. She chased after her. I followed, and she told her she loves her Britt. They love each other."

Brittany sat up straight, her heart felt like it was being torn into pieces.

"They- love each other?"

"Yeah, so once those words left Quinn's mouth I walked back here." Rachel said as she turned back towards the table.

Brittany got up from the seat, grabbed her coat and immediately left without saying another word.

Santana and Quinn were slowly making their way back to BreadStix. Hand in hand, enjoying each other's company. Long distance was a bitch so the girls decided to make the most of every second together.

During high school, the girls had spent countless of hours together. Whether it was for Glee or the Cheerios- you could rarely find one without the other.

But once Santana and Brittany started dating, things began to change. Their friendship didn't falter though. No matter what they went through, it remained as strong as when they were in elementary school. Back when popularity didn't matter and their lives didn't revolve around frivolous things.

"Did you want to stay a little longer? Or head home babe?" Santana asked as they got closer to the restaurant.

"We should stay a little longer. We hardly ever get to see anyone that's why. Plus, you haven't sang your solo yet. And that would just be a shame." Quinn replied. She reached for the door and held it open so Santana could go through first. "After you, my lady."

"Well aren't you so chivalrous?" Santana said as a smile appeared on her face.

"Only for you, of course."

Walking back to their table, Quinn turned to Rachel who had watched them walk in. She immediately turned away when Quinn's eyes met hers.

"Okay everyone! Santana has a special treat in store for us." Sugar ran over to the girls table and handed the microphone to her.

Santana placed a kiss on Quinn's lips before standing up.

Quinn smiled, knowing that every year Santana sings at the karaoke night.

Santana walked onto the stage, placing the microphone back onto the stand. Tina and Sugar walked onto stage with microphones in hand.

The music started playing and that's when Quinn recognized the song. It had been something that Santana listened to on a daily. Baby It's You by JoJo started playing. (The original version, not her new one.)

Quinn watched as her girlfriend stood still to sing at first but eventually took the microphone off the stand and started walking up and down the stage. She could never stay in one spot for long, it wasn't in her blood. She had a God given talent, and no one could deny it.

Simple things is what my heart beats for

Their eyes locked at that exact moment and it made Quinn's heart flutter. The blush appearing on her face was strong and she broke eye contact with Santana in an attempt to hide her expression but it was too late.

Santana made her way off the stage, walking towards Quinn. She danced and sang as she placed her hand on Quinn's shoulder. Quinn pulled her phone out and began recording her amazing girlfriend basically serenading her in front of all of their friends.

It don't matter where we go tonight
'Cause if I'm with you I'll be alright
But that's cool but I'm lookin' for more
Its your love that my heart beats for

The song was coming to an end, and Santana's timing was impeccable that by the time the music ended the microphone was already back on the stand and Santana was playfully bowing in front of the crowd.

Quinn unlocked her phone and watched the video once over before posting it to her Snapchat story. Santana's smile was so incredible. She literally lit up a room wherever she went. Yeah, she was a tough cookie to break. Her exterior was rough, she rarely let people in. Quinn felt incredibly special to be one of the few people that new the real Santana. The sensitive, caring one that hardly made it to the light for those who constantly misunderstood her.

But even with all of that privileged knowledge, dating Santana showed her in a completely different light. It was astounding, as much as she thought she knew her best friend- she learned so much more.

Santana and Sugar made their way over to the table and sat down. Santana slipped her hand into Quinn's and kissed it.

"Well, aren't you two just the cutest couple?" Sugar said as she watched the girls interact with each other without words. "You guys seem so much happier than when we were all in high school."

Santana kissed Quinn before turning back towards Sugar. "We are happy. I just don't think that other people are too happy about it."

She scanned the room to look for Brittany but to her surprise, she wasn't there. Sam was grabbing some food from the buffet with Rory yet Brittany was nowhere to be found.

"Yeah, Britt called me the other day talking to me about it. She was crying, but I didn't really know what to tell her." Sugar's eyes found Quinn's and she immediately became empathetic. "I'm sorry, Quinn. I shouldn't have brought it up."

"No it's okay, Sugar. Britt is still my friend too."

Sugar nodded, and continued her story. She explained how Brittany felt like being with Sam may have fucked up her future and that she never meant to miss her chance with Santana again.

"But it just doesn't make sense because why would she say yes to him when they got 'engaged'? Quinn said out loud.

"It's because she thought the world was ending or whatever, either way- it doesn't make sense. If she claims she loves Santana, and Sam was just a rebound like she said, she wouldn't have said yes to him to begin with."

Santana held onto Quinn's hand a little tighter. She wasn't sure how Quinn was really taking this news, or how it was going to make her feel.

For the last few weeks, Santana had been stopping herself from saying 'I love you' to Quinn. She found herself driving around campus and a random song could come on and it would immediately make her think of Quinn. It became a very common occurrence, and honestly Santana didn't pay it any mind. Quinn rarely left her mind during the day. When she would be over at Caitlyn's house, she would remember how Quinn looked the morning after she found out about Brittany. The smile she had when she saw her playing guitar for the first time.

Santana shook herself from her thoughts to see that Sugar was getting up from the table to announce the next person who was going to sing. Quinn looked back at her, a soft smile appearing on her face. "You okay baby? You were quiet for a while there."

"I'm okay. Just thinking about you, that's all."

Quinn looked down at her phone and realized it was nearly 11:30 pm. "It's getting late, you wanna head home?"

"I do. I just want to lay in bed and wrap my arms around you. I've missed doing that you know." Santana said as she stood up from her chair.

The girls told their friends bye before leaving the restaurant. The drive home was quick, Lima wasn't that big. Santana's parents house wasn't too far from BreadStix either, which was another plus. When they pulled into the driveway, they saw Brittany sitting on the porch swing that sat outside of her front door.

"Fuck." Santana said. "What's she doing here? I just want to go upstairs and go to bed."

Santana opened her car door and slowly started walking towards Brittany, Quinn following. That's when she realized, Quinn and Brittany haven't really talked in person since they started dating and so she wasn't sure what was about to happen.

"Britt? What are you doing here?"

"I don't know, I just- I don't know what to do Santana."

Quinn stood behind Santana, holding her hand in hers as she listened to the girls talk. She figured that Brittany wasn't here to see her, so she was trying to give her a chance to talk to Santana.

But after what happened today? All she really wanted to do was go off on her. They all had been friends for such a long time, that Brittany pulling what she did this afternoon was out of pocket.

"What do you mean, Britt."

"I want you back Santana. I don't want Sam."

"We talked about this already, Britt. Quinn and I are together now, and you showing up tonight to have this same conversation all over again just isn't fair to me and Q."

Brittany looked over Santana's shoulder, making eye contact with Quinn. "You don't have anything to say, Q?"

"Leave her out of this Brittany."

"Why?"

All of a sudden, Quinn's ears got hot. Her cheeks began to warm as well. "Britt, you don't want to hear what I have to say."

"Babe, no don't." Santana's said as she turned towards her girlfriend. "Not now. She's drunk."

"No go ahead. Say what you need to say Q."

Quinn stepped out from behind Santana to face Brittany. "Britt, look. You coming up to the hotel the night of the wedding, driving to Louisville, and coming here this afternoon was nothing. But this? Tonight? Showing up, waiting for us to get back from BreadStix is fucking bullshit."

Santana pulled her phone out, quickly shooting a text to Sugar and Mercedes to come over. This wasn't going to end well, and she wasn't going to be able to handle the two of them on her own.

"How the fuck is it bullshit, Quinn? You took Santana from me."

"I took her from you? You got fucking engaged Brittany. And if you really wanted to be with Santana like you claimed you did, you wouldn't have said yes to Sam. You wouldn't have been with him period."

"And what makes you think that you're the one that Santana needs to be with? The way I see it, you're just the sad rebound that Santana picked up because I wasn't around."

Quinn took a step towards Brittany but Santana stopped her. "Baby you know that isn't it. You know this. Don't let her get to you."

"Please. You aren't gonna do shit, Quinn. You were always that sad little girl in high school, playing the victim to get everyone to feel sorry for you. What me and Santana had, have actually, is much more real than anything you guys could ever have."

Headlights pulled up and parked in front of Santana's house. She was basically holding Quinn back at this point.

"And you are always going to be the dumb blonde who everyone feels sorry for, Brittany. You wouldn't have been a damn thing in high school if it weren't for me and Santana. We carried you through those 4 years, even as sad and broken as I was. So don't stand there and claim to be all high and mighty. Because I brought myself back from the low times I went through, and you can't even figure out how to navigate through a situation you put yourself into."

Brittany started making her way towards Quinn now. Mercedes was hustling from her car, Sugar sprinting by her to grab Brittany.

Quinn had broken out of Santana's grasp and shoved Brittany onto the grass in the yard.

"Babe!" Santana yelled as she went to grab her.

"You think you can take care of Santana, Quinn? You couldn't even take care of your own baby, or even your own damn self."

Quinn was going crazy at this point. Launching onto Brittany, pushing her to the ground. But before she could hit her Santana pulled her off. Quinn had tears streaming down her face.

"That was a low blow, Britt and you know it. Go home. Now." Santana turned towards Quinn, wrapped her arms around her and basically started carrying her towards the front door. "Relax babe. Please. I got you."

She managed to get her keys from her pocket to unlock the front door.

"Fuck you, Brittany." Quinn yelled over her girlfriend's shoulder.

Mercedes and Sugar was putting Brittany in the car now. Quinn had walked into the house. Santana closed the front door and followed Quinn up the stairs.

Don't worry, San. I got Britt. Sorry I didn't get here earlier we didn't know how bad things were getting.

Santana sent back a thank you to her friend before plugging her phone in and placing it on the night stand.

Quinn was in the bathroom. The sink water was running. She had her hands on the counter, head hung low. She had never gotten into a fight with Brittany before. She let out a sigh before cupping her hands to catch some water to wash her face.

Santana stood outside the door, quietly listening for any signs of Quinn crying. She knew that Brittany was having a hard time, but not to this extent. For the years that she has known Brittany, for the amount of time that they dated she didn't think that she was capable of doing something like this.

Before Quinn came out, Santana walked back to the bedroom and laid on the bed. She heard the bathroom door open and Quinn's footsteps coming down the hall.

Quinn stood in the doorway, looking at Santana.

"You okay babe?" Santana said as she sat up in her bed. "I'm sorry, what Britt said was completely wrong."

"It's alright. I can handle it."

Quinn walked towards the opposite side of the bed and sat down. She looked out the window at the night sky. Lima nights were slightly underrated, and Quinn didn't really appreciate its beauty until she left.

She felt the bed shift, and yet was still startled when Santana's arms made their way around her waist. Her girlfriend pulled herself to sit up and put her legs around Quinn. She placed her head on her shoulder and just took in the moment. "Come baby, lay down."

Quinn turned to meet Santana's eyes, tears falling from them.

"Hey, baby. What's wrong?"

"You didn't deserve that, Q. You didn't."

Gently, Quinn wiped the tears from Santana's cheeks. "Hey. It's nothing don't worry about me. I can handle a few words. She just, got under my skin. That's all babe."

"Yeah, but we aren't in high school anymore. And I love you, you know? I don't want you to think that what she said was even remotely true. Yeah sure, what we had when we were together was special. But you are the person I want to be with, Q."

"I love you too, San. Now relax, okay?"

The girls laid down and Santana held Quinn in her arms.

"I gotta say though, you fighting? Is pretty fucking hot."

"Well I must've had you all hot and bothered when we fought in the hallway then." Quinn said before she started laughing.

Santana kissed Quinn. "Oh yeah, definitely." She yawned before squeezing her a little tighter. "Goodnight babe."

"Goodnight."

And the girls drifted to sleep, happier than they had been in weeks just being in each other's presence.